My gut reaction to “The Book of Fate” by Brad Meltzer is that he’s blatantly trying to play off of the popularity of “The DaVinci Code” and “National Treasure.” This book caught my eye on the bookstore shelf because of the huge, gold-embossed square and compasses. That and the dust-cover description had me convinced that it was a political thriller replete with Masonic conspiracies.
Wrong on one count, and poorly executed on the other. First, the Masonic conspiracy in this book exists only in the mind of one deranged psycopathic killer, and is quickly revealed to be a ruse developed to manipulate him. It’s so tangential to the plot, that can’t fathom why it’s referenced so prominently in the marketing of this book…unless it’s simply to capitalize on other currently popular works of fiction. As a Freemason myself, about the only thing that I dislike more than outright fabrication of malicious conspiracies is blatant exploitation.
As a political thriller, this book falls pretty flat. Sure, there’s lots of politics in this…the main character is a top aide to single-term president who gets cought up in a web of intrigue between of top political and intelliegence figureheads. It’s got assassination attempts, cover-ups, secret alliances, sex scandals, over-zealous reporters, and clandestine meetings in cemetaries. The problem is, there’s no THRILL in this thriller.
The only character we can possibly care about is the protagonist, and by the mid-point of this book, I didn’t really care about him. The code, which is introduced fairly early in the book and not solved until near the end, is so completely inane that I laughed when it was revealed. This is what I would expect from a complete amateur trying to copy other peoples’ style to capitalize on a craze. Which is exactly what this is…right down to the two-three page “chapters” a-la Dan Brown.
About the only good thing that I can say about “The Book of Fate” is that it’s a quick read.
Rating: 


