Book 4 in my chronological Courtney series read.
A solid adventure yarn from the master of boys own heroics, Wilbur Smith. This is a sequel to Monsoon and slits in nicely given the twenty odd year gap between the writing of the books. Here the writing is turned over to a Tom Harper of whom his work I am unfamiliar. It's a passable imitation though definitely lacking compared with Smith himself.
This continues the adventures of Captain Tom Courtney as he heads to the coasts of India and gets embroiled in danger after danger, battling pirates on sea and land and essebtially turning into Richard Sharpe at the end running into seige breaches like a total boss.
It's all completely over the top, but its written with such a breathlessness that it stands head and shoulders above the previous co-written book in this series, Golden Lion (see my rather disparaging view of that pile of crap). it helps that Tom is actually quite a likable lead compared to his father Hal who I found to be fairly sufferable. he is , of course , bulletproof stormproof swordproof cannonproof and generally dangerproof like all good heroes should be, though , in this , it does start getting it a little silly in places. Its undeniably exciting though with 2-3 standout set pieces.
I am guessing due to the fact this is set before Blue Horizon., they decide early on to get rid of half of the main known characters including the previously rescued Dorian, keeping the returning cast of this one very slight. Joining the few returning characters are Tom's nephew Francis (very likely the last connection to Dorset and High Weald i suspect we will see) and Tom's bastard child Christopher, a true piece of shit who begins with a teenage lofty aim of making his fortune to marry his sweetheart, then becomes a ninja and then instantly turns into a murdering pillaging piece of scum. It's not what you call deep character development, but it does make for a boo-hiss bad guy of the best kind.
This book moves at one thousand miles an hour. The bits in between the action are just there to move chess pieces around, so there can be more action. Personally , I am ok with this, though it does lack some of the finer historical elements of the earlier, better and more epic smith novels and the constant danger and mayhem becomes a little exhausting after a while. There's also a couple of moments of gruesome torture that if based on fact are genuinely one of the worst things I've ever read happen to a human being. I'm rarely shocked so fair play for turning my stomach Mr Harper! There's a little bit of the Smith style hanky panky but it's written in such a cringe-inducing way, it made me laugh multiple times.
If I had one other complaint, it's that there are far too many coincidental crossings of various characters paths that by the end it started to feel more like a computer game than any attempt at a serious piece of literature. It made India feel like Guernsey for all the recognisible faces Tom would encounter.
So enough of this ghost written Smith on steroids, lets get back to his actual work in book 5, Blue Horizon!