Archangel by Robert Harris

November 2007

I read this in keeping with the Russian thriller thing that I started with Wolves Eat Dogs. This is a somewhat different beast—more of a straightforward thriller than curious cyberpunk adventure, but fun and engrossing all the same. Robert Harris’ Fatherland is probably one of my favorite novels for sheer escapist enjoyment, and while Archangel isn’t on the same level, it’s certainly a gripping tale, with great descriptions of frozen landscapes (and I love me some frozen landscapes). Since it was pleasantly diverting, I can forgive the novel for veering off into silliness at times, and even the ambiguous ending was only mildly irritating (and nothing like the botched ending of Corelli’s Mandolin).

Further reading…