Countdown bin Laden by Chris Wallace, presents a conundrum.
How can a book where you already know the outcome be compelling? Here, I’m talking extraordinarily compelling, an engrossing page-turner. In this case, the book’s title suggests the ultimate outcome of the story for anyone conversant in recent American history. So how to explain the perplexing combination of a known outcome and captivating book? Here’s my answer.
First. The countdown framework, which sometimes can be a cliché, works extraordinarily well. The countdown maintains a clear chronology while allowing Wallace to describe multiple characters in multiple situations in numerous places around the world. Using a countdown frame, Wallace creates a sense of drama, a clear progression toward the conclusion. While reading, I always knew where I was and where I was going in both time and place.
Second. Though the outcome is known, the tick-tock on how the team achieved its goal is new and fascinating. Wallace has unearthed engrossing details by interviewing and tracking many disparate characters in disparate roles—many top people in the Obama administration, the CIA analysts, the widow grieving ten years after 9/11, the SEAL Team 6 “badasses” who thrive on their challenge despite extreme mortal danger, even Cairo, the dog, who is an essential member of the team, searching for concealed explosives and enemies in hiding. Of course, the outcome is essential to the story, but the detailed processes to achieve that outcome—the analysis, the decision making, the training, the technology, the bravery, the pressures, the confidence, the doubts—are all here.
Third. When I started reading, I couldn’t remember if any SEAL Team members died during the raid. Of course, I cared about their safety when they were anonymous. However, as I read, their anonymity dissolved because Wallace introduces some of the team, capturing their ambitions, their dreams, their fears, and their family situations. Having these personal insights, I read with interest, and then with haste, anxious to see if everyone survived the raid.
So the countdown structure, the tick-tock deeply researched steps to achieve success, and my fear that some of the SEALS may have died, all make for compelling reading, the page-turner I’m describing. The outcome, though historically significant, takes a backseat to the buildup, the process, the personal stories. Thus, outcome known, compelling story.
Are there negatives? Nothing significant. The prose is direct and workmanlike, but there are no soaring passages, no paragraphs to savor. The drama comes, as I say, from the story’s structure, the telling details, and the personal stories, not from Wallace’s way with words. This stylistic trait becomes evident in the multiple concluding segments—aftermath, epilogue, postscript, and acknowledgment—where in places the narrative slows to a crawl.
But who needs an impressive way with words when the subject is one of the most important events in recent American history, and the author has handled that subject remarkably well? Not me. I’ll take Countdown bin Laden just as is.
Note: For those of you with plagiarism spotting software, I’ve borrowed wording from my earlier review of Wallace’s Countdown 1945. Wallace has started a franchise, and my reviews of the two books have similar wording.