I just finished the book. I’m exhausted, but WOW! Such a great read! It moves along like a train slowly leaving its station, picking up speed as we pass milestones of museums and art theft scattered over the landscape. (To call this a cautionary tale falls short. That’s like saying jumping into the Grand Canyon from the rim is like tripping over a cobblestone. It’s bigger than that!)
We pass 20-50 pages and the story picks up momentum. At around this point I suggest putting aviator goggles on, scarf tied down/hat pulled over the ears so one’s hair doesn’t whip-sap at your eyes. It’s zooming now, moving over ground quickly but thoroughly.
With 50 pages-out of 209-to go, the story accelerates at bullet-train speed. It’s stunning what transpires. Suddenly, or not so suddenly, we land at the end with a thud and a swift kick in the boot, jettisoned beyond the pages to admire the incredible craft of the author and what a great job he did driving his maniac story hell-bent while staying on the rails and depositing us safely at the end. For me, I was greatly impressed by the story much more so than that of the characters, and they were well drawn. (I’m still trying to figure out why Chip Kidd, the famous designer, put Albrecht Durer’s bat on the cover. They’re wonderful creatures but maligned by stereotyping. Maybe that’s the point? Loved the second half of the cover art with the sweet sleeping youth, ‘The Little Shepard’ by Francois Boucher. He could be a reflection of our youthful Art Thief, Stephane Breitwieser.)
The Art Thief: A True Story of Love, Crime, and a Dangerous Obsession
4.3
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Last update: 01-11-2025