Patricia and Traci are at it again with their Monkeewrench characters, first (and best) seen in Want to Play? and followed up with Live Bait. I’m led to understand that they plan to write five novels in all in this series, but they had better come up with some better ideas and execution than this one, otherwise they might not make it to number four. The central theme of Dead Run is the release of large quantities of Sarin nerve gas by right-wing extremists – a topic I have more than a passing interest in since I was on an adjacent subway train on my way to work in Tokyo in March 1995 at the exact time of the Aum Shinrikyo attack who used the very same chemical on the subway and killed some 13 commuters.
If I had composed this review at the half-way stage of the book I would have mentioned how much I was enjoying it, because the build-up was created expertly, thoroughly and suspensefully. I was expecting this to be their best work yet – but I was ultimately left with the impression that the writers had devoted months and months to the story escalation and, when they found themselves with nothing to do one boring Tuesday afternoon, they wrote The End. What an anti-climax! This was a storyline that was at least topical and potentially riveting but culminated in an ending that, in effect, was covered in three words : “We did it”. And by that, I mean the pressing of a few keys on a PC keyboard – hardly a suitable counterpoint to an expansive plot line which covered large-scale terrorism, weapons of mass destruction, thousands of potential fatalities and basically an event to up-scale 9/11. Imagine, if you will, those various jets flying towards their destinations when, moments before impact, some geek hundreds of miles away hits the ‘Enter’ key and the aircraft suddenly return to their original flight-paths and everyone lives happily ever after. If Dead Run were to be made into a film, I don’t expect it would be directed by Jerry Buckheimer.
Since there are some specific, if tongue-in-cheek, observations in the story about how differently women handle a crisis compared to men (guess who gets the vote!) it raises the question of the gender of author best suited to compose a novel built around bombs, guns and WMD. Remember, I didn’t raise this sexist issue – the authors did, so they stand to be counted in this regard. In the meantime we can only hope that we will one day defeat Al Qaeda using an X-Box 360……who knows, maybe to some in distant lands that might sound like a weapon of mass destruction