Here is my short review...I'm glad I borrowed this and didn't buy it. Read the other reviews and you'll get a good idea of what to expect. If you live in the area this occurred and have some knowledge about it, the book is terrible. If you go into it not knowing anything more than what you got from the internet and possibly the news, its passable. Simply stated, this is David Sweat fan-fiction. More in depth review to follow...
This is my review so obviously it is my opinion, however, much of my opinion that follows is based in fact, unlike a lot of this book and I feel like I did more research for this review than the author did for the book. That being said, the author should be proud. She wrote a book and got it published, something not just anyone could do. The book reads like it was written by a liberal journalist who puts all of the corrections system and probably law enforcement in the same category as the worst of those who do the job. She's the only reporter who Sweat would talk to. I'm curious how many he turned down, maybe quite a few, I don't know. The author mentions how the incident revealed a culture of complacency and corruption in Clinton Correctional. Based on what...the actions of an officer and a civilian employee and on the word of an escaped inmate and probably a few that did their time and got out. Well don't forget the official report about the escape, which certainly had no reason to find problems within the facility rather than problems with the "brass" working in Albany.
First off, the introduction gave me an idea of where the book was heading. I immediately got the impression that the author thought rather highly of herself, which isn't a terrible thing but doesn't give me a good feeling from the start. The author states she "..did not take liberties with the facts for the sake of good story telling." and "I did not resort to creative license." However, there were several times that she used wording that could hardly be described as everyday talk and certainly reeked of creative license and taking liberties with what actually happened. Just one example, when Joyce Mitchell was reacting to the clock turning midnight when "Invisible fingers clutched the hollow cavity around her heart, filling her soul with renewed fear." Yeah, I'm sure that's exactly what she was thinking at that moment.
Moving on...there were so many mistakes in this book that, with even a little research, should not have happened. Nothing major if you don't know any different, but considering how highly she speaks of her research and abilities, I expected better. I'll touch on just a few. The author talked about how when Sweat and Matt came out of the manhole that two miles away at Alice Hyde Medical Center, Joyce Mitchell was being treated for a panic attack. Just look at a google map and you'll see that AHMC is 30 miles straight-line distance from the manhole cover and about 40 miles and almost an hour drive from Dannemora to AHMC. That's pretty tough to find out though. I've got a few issues with inaccuracies that could be fixed by looking at a map. Speaking of that, she writes about them following the County Route around Chazy...not sure what she talking about there. I think she's talking about State Route 374 (Cook Street) but its hard to tell.
I think putting Lou Ann Nielson, a random hospital working who lives in Dannemora, in the book is good, it at least tries to provide more of a real feeling and how it was for regular folks to live through it instead of just a "let's feel sorry for David Sweat" type of read, but then she talked about how Ms. Nielson's housemate can't talk because the "BCI" is there, like it was some big dramatic moment. The author describes the BCI as assisting local law enforcement with major crimes. Simple research would tell her that the BCI is the primary investigative unit for most crimes in the north country. If someone breaks into your garage and steals a chainsaw, guess what, the BCI is getting involved. Also, apparently Ms. Nielson drives a blue Honda Highlander...maybe its because the author lives in NYC and takes public transportation everywhere, but that vehicle doesn't exist. Again, simple research.
The author's suggestion, based on her interviews with Sweat, I imagine, that they are heading for Route 11 and going to follow that to the highway and head south, seems a bit far-fetched. One of the busiest roads, if not the busiest U.S. Highways in the north country and they're just going to stroll along south?
Her description of Cuomo strolling down the cellblock and looking into the cells on his right is inaccurate, unless he closed his eyes walking down the block initially then turned around and started looking, because the cells would be on his left as you enter the tier and move toward the cells. Her complete absence of criticism of Cuomo taking advantage of the situation on day one for his photo-op and not taking into consideration that he went into the scene before forensic investigators were able to get in, was telling. Not to mention his use of it for camera time the entire time it was going on.
Map-reading 101, she wrote about the perimeter that was set up bordered by State Route 374, Bucks Corners Road and Route 30...nope, it was State Route 3. Route 30 is over by Malone, but maybe it was a typo.
Then she gets into Joyce Mitchell's background and how she dropped out of St. Regis Falls High School and went 20 minutes south to work at Tru-Stitch. Well if she went 20 minutes south of St. Regis Falls, she's in the middle of the woods in the Adirondack Park. I think the author meant Mitchell went 20 minutes north to Bombay where the factor was actually located. Again, hard research.
The author talks about how Matt removed the SIM card from the trail camera at one of the camps (the big marijuana growers). I'm confident that the SIM card had nothing to do with connecting to the internet so the owners could monitor what was going on at the camp when they weren't there. Unlikely there was enough of a cellular signal or wifi internet at the camps in that area to facilitate that. I'd be willing to bet, without interviewing Sweat, that the card was removed so the owners wouldn't have any photographs of the escapees. Again, tough for an experienced journalist writing about bad cops and corrections to research that.
Same camp, one of the men that showed up "...leaned in the vehicle and grabbed his pump action shotgun.", which I imagine probably happened given the area. However, five pages later Sweat reminisces about that incident and the gun become a "bolt-action rifle". Hard to mistake one from the other, especially when you are writing it.
Later as she describes the incident where Matt is encountered, fails to drop his weapon, points it at Federal Law Enforcement and gets shot, she describes the BORTAC Agent's actions stating he "..drew his M4 and fired.", not accurate at all, that's not how an M4 works. But she doesn't miss a beat when discussing Matt's demise with one of his "friends". Gotta get it in there that they didn't have to shoot him so many times.
What's with the Michael McCaffrey connection? Is the author related? Does her paper not provide her with lodging when she gets sent somewhere to cover a story or did I misunderstand and she stayed there while "researching" for this book? Either way, that was just random and weird.
I question her description of when Sgt Cook and Sgt White were searching the residence and split up, then encountered each other "surprisingly" between bedrooms. Tactically not the way the training goes and unlikely either of them would place each other in that situation. Maybe though...
There are quite a few more examples, but since this is just a venting session for me and doubtful anyone will read this, I'll stop there.
Last thing, what's with the cover. New York State Police wear the Stetson, not a Biltmore Mountie hat. Simple research.
Again, this reads like David Sweat fan-fiction and even though the author states many times that she, and Sweat, were not trying to make excuses for his actions, that was the way a lot of it came off. Find a different book about the escape, this one, so far, is the worst one I've read. But there's hope, I haven't read Major Guess' yet. I'm not expecting much there.