Well, if this is Ken Follett's worst book as some reviewers have said...then I'm very excited for the rest of his bibliography.
This is a thriller about art, and it tries to tackle some deep themes about the art community as well. Unfortunately, Follet's story is a little all over the place and is uneven, so it doesn't hit as hard as he wanted. Its still a very fun, short thriller, but nowhere near the quality of other thrillers I've read.
Regarding the story, there ends up being a race to see who will find a long lost Modigliani Painting. Various people need it for various reasons. There's also a plotline about this down-on-his-luck painter and his family who decide to defraud the art community with fake paintings. There's also the plotline about an actress who is frustrated with her life and decides to change some things.
Each plotline could have been really good. But because the book tried to cover all of them in such a short order, none of them have weight or excellence that they could have had. If the book had either been significantly longer or if Follett had decided to cut 1 or 2 of the plotlines, it would have worked much better. Or better yet, maybe make it a trilogy with each plotline being the focus of one book.
The book does try to make a point about the value of art, and how the art community only seems to truly value artwork by dead artists, and thus it becomes nearly impossible for living artists to make a living unless they are doing extremely commercial work. Its a facinating theme that really made me think about what possible solution there could be. This theme was really strong, it just didn't have enough time to develop.
This book really comes together in the last two chapters. My goodness, does Follett really include some exciting twists and turns here. I would compare this to the way Agatha Christie completely changes the story in the last 2 chapters of some of her books. The last two chapters really did heavy lifting on making the book work out well.
I was incredibly frustrated by the way that pretty much every male character had explicit sexual thoughts about the female characters in the book. To the point that if I was in a man's POV I was pretty much expecting him to think something explicit. Follett, not every thought is explicit and not every thought needs to be included in the book. Ugh.
Yet, despite that, I still really enjoyed the experience of the book. This had the makings of a top tier Follett book, but because it tries to do too much in too little time, it just ends up being a good book. Still, I had a blast reading this (it's really a quick read), and cannot wait to read more Follett down the line. 7.5 out of 10!