Before anything is said, I have never been more excited about a book coming out in my entire life. A book that follows a storyline based with Robert F Kennedy on one end and Frank Sinatra at the other is, without any exaggeration, the single absolute microcosm of my top interests. My mouth literally fell open when I first heard of this book, and the does not happen to me often. So, as I write this review, I may be doing so with rose colored glasses, but I shall try to be as impartial as possible.
Upon thinking of a single word to describe the book, the first to come to mind was “fun,” but upon closer examination that word is absolutely wrong. That is not to say it was not an enjoyable read, but fun is the wrong word. When I first picked the book up, I was expecting a more high class, almost white collar type of conflict, like maybe a tax evasion scandal or something, which would have led to a mod hit. I was wrong. In all honesty this book was far darker than I expected, and if memory serves, it is far darker than the first novel in the series. The book (kind of spoiler, but it is just the plot) ultimately revolves around a ring of pedophilia, which was really not what I expected. So, as a warning, this book is awfully dark, so if you wanted to pick up the story as a bit of a pick-me-up thriller, you probably ought to look elsewhere. It is dark and heavy stuff.
That said, I still generally enjoyed the read. I wrote earlier of how two of the major players in the novel, Sinatra and RFK, are perhaps the two people who have ever walked the Earth that I am most interested in, so to see them in the same book made me giddy. But my interest in them, I believe, at the risk of sounding arrogant allowed me to look at the book with a bit more of a legitimate critical eye. With that in mind, I felt that, in regards to the historical details, Tapper was on point with pretty much everything. His characterizations of the real figures, like RFK and the Rat Pack, were all very solid. But what really stood out to me was host characterization of Sinatra. From what I have seen and read, the character of Frank Sinatra was nearly flawless. Tapper did a marvelous job conveying the complexity of Frank, which as a fan I appreciate, and as a reader helped my reading experience. For once, (spoiler alert kind of) Sinatra was not portrayed as a heartless monster, but as a moody fellow who is deeply flawed but just as deeply decent. Along with the characterization, the story was straight up good. Similar to the first book in the series, the beginning was a little bit slow, but ultimately the book was a boulder, slowly picking up speed as it rolls down the hill. By about 5/8 of the way through the book, be sure to have time available, because not even the willpower of Hercules could allow one to put this book down from that point.
All things considered, I did take a star away from the book, however. Simply, a lot of the times the book felt as if it was just rambling on, and a lot of the little anecdotes had seemingly nothing to do with the plot. The thing about those is that they clearly come from the passion that Tapper has for the subjects of the book, which is appreciated and makes those anecdotes still a little enjoyable. However, there are times where the book becomes a hamster wheel and ultimately does not go anywhere. Still, as I said before, that clearly comes from the passion and the fun that Tapper must have had writing this book, so I can still appreciate and respect that. Nevertheless, it is enough to warrant a loss of a star.
The Devil May Dance is not a book that will make you rethink everything in your life, not is it a light hearted children’s book (absolutely do not read this to your kid). And yet, it is a book that I would highly recommend. It is a nice, quick read, and one that will get the adrenaline pumping a little bit. It gets a little cheesy here and there, but I suppose that cheese is good unless you have too much of it, which this book does not. Ultimately, the characters are all rock (the fictional characters, the Marder’s, are also complicated and likeable) and the plot is quite gripping, which makes for a pretty good book. Two thumbs up. And so I sing to this book that words that Frank Sinatra once sang, “I get no kick from champagne, mere alcohol doesn’t thrill me at all. So tell me, why should it be true? That I get a kick out of you.”