Scott Reardon’s debut thriller, The Prometheus Man, is an action blockbuster in the mould of the grandmaster, Robert Ludlum: one man confronting the shadowy government forces involved in a diabolical conspiracy. It loses points for originality — every trope you’d expect is ticked off verbatim — but it’s full of wonderfully-choreographed action scenes, from fist-fights to car chases, and it moves at pace of a speeding bullet.
CIA agent Tom Blake isn’t who he claims to be. He’s actually Tom Reese, a 22-year-old superhuman who stole Blake’s identity as a government operative in order to investigate the death of his brother, Eric, who was himself involved in the mysterious “Project Prometheus” which was tasked with creating Captain America-like superhumans by injecting stem cells into patients. Only Tom and one other man survived the process, and now they’re targeting each other, while the CIA hunt them both down.
Reardon throws in a romantic interest for good measure, though she doesn’t really get the chance to shine or demonstrate any sort of nouse. The lack of a capable female character really detracts from the novel; not that Silvana Nast needed superhuman abilities to prove her worth, but she’s only ever present in scenes to be a damsel in distress, and to fall in love with Tom. Readers might’ve reluctantly accepted this stereotype twenty or thirty years ago, but not anymore.
The Prometheus Man is a thriller for readers willing and able to accept implausibility. The action is over-the-top, more reminiscent of superhero battles in Marvel films than, say, the gritty, visceral action of the Bourne movies. It’s flawed, but fun. Perfect for your next long flight or vacation.
Format: Paperback (234mm x 153mm x 25mm)
Imprint: Mulholland Books
Publisher: Hodder & Stoughton General Division
Publish Date: 26-Jan-2017
Country of Publication: United Kingdom