Right, this was my first ever Mark Gimenez and Scott Fenney novel, and I admit, while it was a decent read as an entertainer, I was a little disappointed in the way certain elements were portrayed. On the onset, this was one of those Hollywood blockbuster-esque clichéd thrillers where Islamic terrorists wage their death-to-America campaigns, targeting one of the world's most watched sporting events - the Super Bowl. I don't have a problem per se with plots involving Islamic terrorists on American soil, it's mostly entertaining and is always a recipe for a fast paced thriller with America, the land of the free and the home of the brave, prevailing at the end. There's no other way this can end, can it!
The thing is, when you're using a recipe tried, tested, and almost buried, unless you add something new to the plot, you're just asking for trouble. Mark Gimenez, unfortunately adds nothing new to this kind of a storyline, which results in a whole lot of cringeworthy moments in the book.
Anyway, here's where my beef lies. There are parts in the book which appear to me a little too Islamophobic for my liking; as though the author wants to portray Muslims as the scum of the earth! Even if the author doesn't, the characters do! It's one thing to describe a sentiment "just right" and it's entirely different when the sentiment is kind of rubbed all the way in. That really didn't go down too well with me. "You better be wary of that head of yours," warns Mustafa. "Is that a threat?!" Oh, please!
Another issue I have is with the psychology of the terrorists. Right, so, towards the end, there's this part where one of them's saying something on the lines of, "people are going to take my name in the same breath as bin Laden, Hitler, and Stalin." Now to me, that's just poor writing. The activities of all three of them cannot be compared and categorized into one. Neither Hitler nor Stalin spit vengeance against America. Yes, they were all mass murderers, but their motivations and objectives were completely different. It felt as though bin Laden was the only Islamic terrorist the author could recall and filled in random mass murderers while he was at it! He could have very well put in Ted Bundy or Charles Manson, and it wouldn't have made a difference! And for this very reason, that line made me grimmace!
Another instance was the relationship between Fenney and the Hispanic cop, the daughter of Mexican illegal immigrants. Fenney, being the no nonsense judge that he is, uses his advanced understanding of the law to issue a final ruling that went against the President's stance on immigration, which affected his relationship with his partner, who ends up walking away at the end of it all. Not what I saw coming! The judge was doing his job, carrying out his duties to the country, and what happens? His girlfriends walks away from him! Well, I suppose you can't always have happy endings. It just pissed me off that that was not something that should have happened to someone doing his job right.
Anyway, I did enjoy his relationship with his kids, the way their characters were sketched, and the way the author depicted the different facets of a single dad to two teenage daughters! Apart from this, the overall feel I got was that of one written for a few salivating patriots who just want to kill a whole lot of Muslims! Rather jingoistic, I'd dare say!
But hey, if you're stuck with one book on a two day train ride, I guess this would do!