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Fiction. Thriller. HTML: "There are tourists from all over the world. Most of them want to kill you."�The Black Book of Tourism In this contemporary international thriller that is reminiscent of John le Carr� and Graham Greene, Milo Weaver has tried to leave his old life of secrets and lies behind by giving up his job as a "tourist" for the CIA�an undercover agent with no home, no identity�and working a desk at the CIA's New York headquarters. But staying retired from the field becomes impossible when the arrest of a long-sought-after assassin sets off an investigation into one of Milo's oldest colleagues and friends. Soon Milo is drawn into a conspiracy that links riots in the Sudan, an assassin committing suicide, and an old friend who's been accused of selling secrets to the Chinese. With new layers of intrigue being exposed in his old cases, and with the CIA and Homeland Security after him, he has no choice but to go back undercover and find out who's been pulling the strings once and for all. In The Tourist, Olen Steinhauer�twice nominated for the Edgar Award�tackles an intricate story of betrayal and manipulation, loyalty and risk, in an utterly compelling novel that is both thoroughly modern and yet also reminiscent of the espionage genre's most touted luminaries..… (more)
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And a tourist is an agent who has apparently flamed out and left the Company, or died, or gone rogue, but is actually working under deep cover in the darkest division of the most clandestine corner of the organization. Tourists are the guys who carry out assassinations, among other dark ops, for the Company.
Milo Weaver is a former tourist--now, he will discover when he gets back into the game, a legend--who has for half a decade been back in the States, working at a desk job for the Company. He's got a wife, a daughter, and a brownstone in Brooklyn. He's as content as he's ever been, so it's inevitable that he will be sucked back into the game. With a vengeance.
The action takes Weaver across the United States and Europe: from Paris to Venice to Blackdale, Tennessee. There are flashbacks to the Cold War era, and Milo Weaver, in the end, has a most delicious and surprising secret.
Spy novels, even when they're indifferently written, are good, convoluted, difficult to follow fun. Olen Steinhauer's The Tourist, I'm happy to say, is well-written, deftly plotted, intelligent, and, well, still kind of difficult to follow...but that's part of the game, now, isn't it? If it were easy to follow, then we'd all be spies.
The action in this book centres around Milo Weaver - CIA Agent, Tourist, father and husband. Starting out in 2001, Milo,
There are a number of elements in THE TOURIST that stand out. Milo, as a highly flawed, complicated central character in what is after all, an espionage novel, seems very realistic. A man with faults and flaws, he is poignantly aware of his own limitations - particularly when it comes to the ease with which he lives his professional life, compared to the way that he handles the personal. Obviously the situations in which he finds himself are not those which the average person is going to have to deal with, so a certain suspension of disbelief is going to be required on the part of the reader. There are some downsides to this characterisation however, the most notable one being the difficulty of focusing a great sense of moral and personal outrage, when the enemy is a little closer to home than would normally be the case. THE TOURIST gets into interesting territory in this area, a direction I found quite fascinating, but then I prefer the enemy to be less than straightforward. There's also a good sense of pace, with a nice sprinkling of rushing around, without it being too over the top. Mostly, however, there is a very elegant balancing of the tension, and the threat with some nice touches of reality, delivered with some very tongue in cheek humour. (What would be more hairy for your average burnt-out, long term spy - an encounter with a shadowy enemy or Disneyworld. Still can't decide!)
Where THE TOURIST may be slightly less satisfying for some readers is in the area of plot, where things are very busy. Lots of things happen, lots of characters (good and bad) come and go, and there's some question marks frequently on whether or not everything is / could / needs to be connected. Other readers may appreciate exactly this aspect. A spies life doesn't seem like one that would be tidy and neat, with one job wrapped up nicely and the paperwork done, before the next bad situation comes along. I liked the approach, and I particularly liked the way that Milo often had no idea what was happening, as well as me!
The element that ticked the biggest box for me, and the one that made THE TOURIST an interesting book was the portrayal of the mindsets of officialdom. Alongside the concept of the enemy within, perhaps more prevalent than an external threat, this gave considerable pause for thought.
An espionage novel about a somewhat disaffected CIA blacks ops operative -- named a "Tourist" -- who goes from the field, to a desk job, and then returns to the field. The characters are
That said, it was a decent read and I look forward to what will evidently be a movie with George Clooney. But I don't think I'll be reading the sequel anytime soon.
But one plot device falls flat, and it is utterly unworthy of this book: the "Christian Scientist" assassin. As a former CS raised in the religion, I can state
The basics of the CS plot device: an assassin who is a Christian Scientist is injected with HIV, and because Christian Scientists don't use medicine, the assassin dies, even though he could have lived many years by taking the anti-HIV drugs.
What Steinhauer gets right: He correctly states that the characters' parents were members of the "Church of Christ, Scientist" (rather than "Christian Science Church"). To quibble: real Christian Scientists would belong to a particular church, e.g., "First Church of Christ, Scientist, Somerville, Massachusetts," but maybe in the universe of the story the CIA wasn't specific. Also, Steinhauer's assassin quotes Mary Baker Eddy. Real Christian Scientists do like to quote Mary Baker Eddy.
However, Steinhauer grabbed weird MBE quotes, not passages that a Christian Scientist in extremis would actually quote. And in doing so, he distorts the entire point of CS theology.
The assassin quotes, "The Science of Christianity makes pure the fountain, in order to purify the stream," and explains that "Faith talks you into doing things you might not want to do." He continues, "I may not have lived up to the Church's tenets, but I'll certainly die by them. God has seen fit to strike me down--and why wouldn't He? If I were him, I would've done it years ago." And still later, "The power of prayer didn't save my body, but it just might save my soul."
The assassin clearly believes that his suffering and death were sent by God as punishment for sin. He hopes to be purified through prayer so that his soul can be saved. Nothing could be more foreign to a CS. A devout CS believes that sickness is just a delusion. The more you admit the reality of the delusion, the less likely that you can dispel it and claim your true existence as a healthy child of God. Hence, CSs refuse medical treatment, not because they're reluctant to interfere with God's decisions, but because accepting medical treatment requires them to believe sickness exists.
(Similarly, I've known CSs to refuse to wear seatbelts: when you wear a seatbelt, you admit that an accident can happen, and therefore make it more likely that you'll experience an accident.)
A devout CS would never intimate that God sent sickness--the "belief" of sickness is instead a human failure to recognize that God does no such thing. In fact, CSs believe that Jesus didn't have to suffer and die on the cross--He only pretended to suffer and die and be resurrected in order to demonstrate that suffering and death are unreal. A devout CS who was dying of AIDS would turn to popular MBE quotes, not random quotes, probably MBE's Scientific Statement of Being ("There is no life, truth, intelligence, nor substance in Matter . . . ") And a devout CS would go to his death expecting to be healed at any moment.
OK, so maybe the guy was just a staggeringly lousy CS, so lousy that he misunderstood the entire theology. But it's a shame--because an assassin who truly believes in the unreality of death would be an awesome character. Such an assassin could justify murdering people because "death isn't real anyway." Yes, that would be twisted--CSs don't go around murdering people--but hey, if you're going to create a CS assassin, why not take advantage of the CS "death is unreal" belief? Steinhauer missed a great opportunity.
I realize that this review concerns a teensy part of the book, but you have all these other great reviews to give you a picture of the whole thing.
Weaver has retired from the
Steinhauer gives us a bit of fun by exploring the interplay between US Homeland Security and the CIA. He also offers an possibility that rings true: when Homeland Security was created every one of the various spook and law enforcement agencies made sure to plant spies within the new agency. Steinhauer does spend time exploring the way the US deals with terrorist suspects: presumed guilty and tortured until proven so by their own words.
Steinhauer writes honest-to-goodness spy thrillers. It occurred to me as I burned through the pages of 'The Tourist' that for once a 'page-turner' really is. He deserves to be more widely read than he has been to date.
The book jacket claims the seemingly inevitable comparison to John Le Carre, but a more apt parallel is Robert Ludlum at the top of his game (you know, not including the books Ludlum has amazingly written after his death!). Milo Weaver reminds me much more of Jason Bourne (The Bourne Identity (Bourne Trilogy, Book 1)) than George Smiley. It would be extravagant to claim that Milo Weaver is a perfect blend of the two, but Steinhauer's Weaver is certainly a deeper, more self-aware character than Bourne. The Tourist is a highly recommended spy thriller.
The principal character is Milo Weaver who, as the book opens is a "Tourist" (in effect a roving CIA agent with considerable licence to use any black ops means that he deems fit) working on a case in Venice, trying to track down an American Embassy official (and CIA operative) who has absconded with £3 million dollars. Having tracked him down to the palazzo of a former Soviet oligarch, Milo is himself shot. Inauspiciously, this happens on the morning of 11 September 2001.
Six years later Milo has more or less retired as a Tourist and is living a relatively placid life with his wife, Tina (encountered on the same day that he was shot), and precocious child Stephanie, but is called out of this sedate existence with the news that an international assassin (known as "The Tiger"), whom he had been trailing for years, had been arrested for a minor misdemeanour in one of the Southern states. Milo arrives at the police station where The Tiger is being held and gets to interview him. It is immediately apparent that The Tiger is very ill - ib fact he is in the later stages of HIV because, bizarrely, having been raised as a Christian Scientist, he would not take medication. (This was certainly one of the less plausible aspects of the story!)
He starts to tell Milo everything, and it emerges that he had deliberately engineered his arrest so that he could make this belated confession. He also alleges that he had himself been a contract agent for the CIA, and that many of his "hits" had been at the Agency's request. he also intimates that there are moles within the senior ranks of the Agency. His confessions are cut short when he dies in mid sentence. The rest of the book covers Milo's tribulations as he investigates the Tiger's claims.
This may all sound rather fanciful, and i am conscious that I may have made it seem rather trivial. However, the book is anything but trivial or fanciful, and the tension is kept at great tautness. Milo is an engaging character and has all sorts of personal issues, many of which impact significantly upon the plot. I certainly enjoyed it and will look eagerly for the rest of the series.
The action begins on September 10, 2001, shortly after Milo’s failed suicide attempt. He is addicted to amphetamines, has just botched an assignment to kill a hitman known as The Tiger, and has been wounded in the
We pick up with him six years later. He now has a desk job at the CIA, is married, and dotes on his stepdaughter. But desk work at the CIA isn't like ordinary desk work. When a series of complicated events leads to the death of Milo’s close friend - a CIA spy stationed in Paris, Milo not only believes the guilty party is his old nemesis The Tiger, but has himself been accused of his friend's death.
Rather than surrender to the Department of Homeland Security, Milo attempts to avoid capture while he seeks to prove his own innocence. In the ensuing fast-paced chase and game of mirrors that showcases the nature of the spy world since 9/11, Milo learns there is no one he can trust absolutely, except his own family. As Milo avoids capture with clever ruses that leave little for his pursuers to discover, the reader is treated to a great deal of contemporary “spy craft.”
Evaluation: Steinhauer’s writing is crisp, but not as literate as LeCarre’s. (But that is not a severe criticism.) The Tourist is the first book in a trilogy, and was a good enough page-turner to make me want to read the other two.
(JAB)
Milo is a former Tourist - a covert operative for the CIA. When an
I was a little bit frustrated by this book. Parts of it are quite good - Steinhauer has a solid grip on his narrative, and the prose is unobtrusive and gets the job done.
Unfortunately the plot wavers between being more and less preposterous, and it actively undermines the dry, hard-bitten tone that Steinhauer is aiming for. There's some confusion between machismo and masculinity and it leaves the book feeling a bit ridiculous at times.
This is compounded by a - I have no idea if it is or not, but it reads - implausible view of the CIA, more suited to a flashy television show or movie than a novel.
The mistake I think lies in thinking - like many a movie - that drama and excitement must come from external sources. In reality, by far the most compelling aspects of the novel are Milo's ambivalent relationship to his former status as "Tourist", and the eroding connection to his family.
So, the book is entertaining, but ultimately a little disappointing. Definitely a beach read, and not comparable to Le Carre.
the characters are wonderful, and the plot takes some twists that I never saw coming. I was hooked
But then an international assassin chooses Weaver as his audience for his dying words, which suggest that the assassin was actually working for someone in the CIA and that Weaver had better discover who that is.
Soon Weaver, forced to abandon his family in Florida, must travel to Paris and elsewhere, trying to find the answers upon which his life may depend. Once again he finds himself a tourist, this time working on his own.
Espionage novels are traditionally filled with complexity, sudden turns, sudden deaths and betrayals. “The Tourist” has all that, and more.
Milo Weaver was working in the ultra-secret Tourist section of the CIA in September 2001. He and a colleague were following another American spy who appeared to have absconded with a large sum of money. They catch up to him in Venice in the company of an extremely pregnant woman and when they yell at him to stop he fires a gun and takes off. Milo is wounded and the woman goes into labour. The date is September 11, 2001. We all know the world changed after that date and Milo changed with it. He gets a desk job in New York, marries the woman who went into labour in Venice that date and raises her daughter as his own. After six years of predictable hours and work he gets a break on finding an assassin he has been trying to stop for years. And his carefully constructed home life is threatened as a result. Will he be able to save his marriage, his family and his life? You'll have to read to see.
Review: With more twists and turns than a mountain road, this story weaves a picture of the desperate game spy organizations play with each other. It also is rather depressing.