A few years ago, I was bored, so I raided my father’s library for something to read. Having already read through his collection of Ludlum books–my father likes his spy fiction–I chanced to find a book entitled No Comebacks by Frederick Forsyth.
Unexpectedly, this one turned out to be a collection of short spy / secret agent / international terrorism tales. Now setting aside the obvious question this poses (namely, could anything be more seventies than a collection of short spy stories? Didn’t think so), I still vividly remember the plot and twist of the title story more than twenty-five years later. That doesn’t happen to me very often (I read hundreds of short stories every year-only a handful stick with me).
So when I picked up a couple of Forsyth books published recently, I was expecting good things.
One thing I wasn’t expecting was how well Forsyth has managed to stay ahead of the curve when it comes to writing about modern espionage and international affairs. Though his contemporaries (notably Ludlum) have died, I watched them fall a little behind; by their final few books the seventies espionage writers had mostly become dinosaurs reliving the cold war or trying to superimpose its values on more modern conflicts. Still fun reads, but slightly off.
Apparently Forsyth is immune. The two books I read recently, The Cobra and The Kill List, treat modern issues with a modern approach. Well, they are modern in the sense that the people and situations surrounding the main characters are described with an extraordinary sensitivity for how society at large feels about the issues. Fortunately, however, the main characters are still Neanderthals for whom life and death are separated by a few bullets, which is a beautiful escape from a world which has become just a little too civilized.
The Cobra deals with a creative and final solution to America’s drug problem. It’s stunning, brilliant, violent, accurate and though I won’t spoil the ending here, I just wanted to say that I was rooting for the Neanderthal to get away with it all through the book.
The Kill List deals with the other major scourge of the era, terrorism. This one is a bit less imaginative, perhaps, but it does what it’s supposed to: entertain from start to finish and kill a hell of a lot of people in the process.
So yeah, I’d take Forsyth over any number of newer writers. He still has that magic that can make a story read as a teen still resonate years later.
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