First book o' 2015. I can't recall how I came across Rogue Male. Maybe a recommended book via Amazon or maybe cuz Uberti wants to cover a song by Rogue Male. Either way, I bought it and read it. And it was pretty freakin good!
It was published in England in 1939, so right off the bat you know it's written in a certain way that clearly indicates its time and place. We don't often refer to bundles of sticks as "faggots" any more. But 1939 was different.
It has an interesting premise: A hunter goes for the ultimate "prize"...to see if he can shoot Hitler purely for the sport of it. I obviously don't believe there's anything "sporting" about hunting anything, but I certainly think a one-man assassination attempt on Hitler is a worthwhile endeavor. So the Englishman attempts the shot, things go awry, and after one thing leads to another our protagonist is on the run from government agents. The whole book is a cat and mouse chase. It's thrilling.
It was begging to be turned into a movie and a quick google search revealed that it had in fact made it to the silver screen. I'll have to check it out.
I dug the Household's diction, tone of voice, attention to detail, and pacing. It was an exciting book. The lead character somewhat resembled a stripped down James Bond or Jason Bourne...but without the help of his government. It was cool, man.
Recommended reading.
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