Child’s Killing Floor Should Have Died There

As slow and painful as it was getting through this book, I managed to finish it just so that I could enter into discussions and debates with an understanding about what this was all about. By the end of it, I wanted to be on the killing floor to be put out of my misery, horrible.

I have to also admit a certain level of embarrassment according to my gender while I was reading this book. Ultimately, Child presents a testosterone driven, Call of Duty obsessed, teenage male fantasy. The main character, Jack Reacher, fires off a dozen different weapons, all of which he has an encyclopedic knowledge of, kills many, many people in near every which way imaginable, survives a prison scene that steps of the pages of some sort of script of stereotypes, and sleeps with the “hot female” cop after simply smiling at her.

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