I always claim I’m going to swear off Theroux books. He is pretty sour and depressing. But I plunged ahead and I was glad I did.
Yes, he is still sour and depressing. But his clear descriptions of life in Africa really brings home how fortunate many of us in the United States are. He still has a most penetrating eye.

An interesting story about a piece of the war that we never hear about. The narrative of the journalist trapped behind enemy lines it the best part of the book. The parallel story of his wife determined to find him is less riveting. The ending is quite touching.

A lot of interesting details and tidbits about each step of the arch from conception to reality. I don’t think the author likes St. Louis much which comes through and is an irritant. It was enough to knock off a star but the book is still quite enjoyable.

Lots of brutal but documented detail about just how bad thing were in Europe after the war.
Savage is right, and we don’t see as much focus on this period as we should.
The writing gets a little thick but is is a worthy book.

Dated, boring and talk instead of action. Crichton at his worst.
Don’t waste even a little money on this one.

Even if you aren’t visiting one of the parks it is fun to read about them. Just reading about the food is a hoot.

I was interested in the story to read about Jimmy’s roots in the St. Louis area. And it was interesting.
And he is honest about his mile high chip and competitive attitude at the cost of civility. A jerk tell us
why he is a jerk. But he is a jerk.
I did wish he would have dwelled much more on his media battles. He barely mentions the media which is peculiar.
Jimmy Connor is exactly what I thought he was.
In a strange way, I give him credit for that.

Two books in one. A fascinating story about planes crashing in Greenland in World War II and the
amazing efforts to survive and rescue. Extremely well done.
The other story tells about recent efforts to find the plane wrecks and return the bodies to America.
A worthy effort but the story falls way short of the World War II narrative.

It was interesting to see the author capture Paris in 1929.
But the plot moves very slowly and ever so slowly builds to a fairly obvious conclusion.
All in all, not a particularly interested. read.

What more could you ask for. Three stories within a story, all fascinating with a common thread. The account of the young man captured by Indians and his life as it unfolds, is storytelling at its best. The other two stories aren’t quite as riveting, they are just very good. What a fine book.