Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Review of Gods and Fathers by James LePore - 5 stars!

Happy Tuesday!

Today is a day when Gods and Fathers by James LePore is published and I am one of the 20 blogs who got the chance to make exclusive review of Gods and Fathers. The event is organized by Partners In Crime Tours and by the author James LePore. Today 20 exclusive reviews are out and the blog tour will start tomorrow. To see all the details about the blog tour click HERE.

My post today will include a review, a short excerpt, some information about the author and about Gods and Fathers. Let's start with my review!

Author: James Le Pore

Title: Gods and Fathers
Release date: 7th of February 2012
Published by: The Story Plant
Reading level: FICTION – Adult: Suspense, Political
URL: http://www.jamesleporefiction.com/
Pages: 300 pages in Kindle version
Source: Book provided by the author and Partners In Crime Tours for reviewing

Summary of the book:

Nationally bestselling author James LePore has established a reputation as a writer whose vividly drawn characters and morally complex plots have kept readers up to all hours turning pages. His new novel promises more sleepless nights and more nonstop thrills.

Matt DeMarco is an accomplished Manhattan attorney with more than his share of emotional baggage. His marriage ended disastrously, his ex-wife has pulled their son away from him, and her remarriage to a hugely successful Arab businessman has created complications for Matt on multiple levels. However, his life shifts from troubled to imperiled when two cops – men he's known for a long time – come into his home and arrest his son as the prime suspect in the murder of the boy's girlfriend.

Suddenly, the enmity between Matt and his only child is no longer relevant. Matt must do everything he can to clear his son, who he fully believes is innocent. Doing so will require him to quit his job and make enemies of former friends – and it will throw him up against forces he barely knew existed and can only begin to comprehend how to battle.

GODS AND FATHERS is at once a powerful mystery and a provocative international thriller, all of it presented with LePore's signature fascinating characters placed in dire circumstances where every choice poses new and potentially fatal challenges.

My review:

Gods and Fathers is a powerful book! It draws you into it and does not let you go before you have turned the last page. It is well-written, interesting, it is rich on plotting and tells you a disturbing story of a father and a son. James LePore gives you much more than an relationship between a father and a son, he also gives the reader an interesting story of how politics between US and Middle-East and a struggle between orthodox Muslims and progressive Muslims can influence a family. It’s a war with no mercy.

Regarding the plot:

The story starts with a law case against a young man who has killed his sister and you meet one of the main characters Matt DeMarco who is a prosecutor on the case. After De Marco winning the case the reader is brought 16 years ahead where Matt’s son is accused of murder and rape of her girlfriend. Then the story really picks up and you will get the mixture of politics, murders, and innocent people being accused and killed and in the middle of it you have Matt who tries to figure out what happened and get the charges off his son. Matt is helped by NYPD where he has some loyal friends, but he soon finds out that there are not many people he can trust. FBI, CIA, Assad and other interesting parts are involved in the story as well.

The plot was very captivating and filled with twists and turns which were unexpected to me. While reading I had no idea where the author is going to take me and I really enjoyed it. Parts of it was a disturbing storytelling how religion and politics can make people totally twisted in their heads and that no means were chosen to achieve the long-waited revenge.

The story was told from many different points of views, but it did not ruin the reading. On the contrary, it added to the development of the story and it gave a wider understanding what exactly was going on.

Regarding the characters:

I really liked the main character Matt who tried to make up for his past and improve his relationship with his son. It was interesting to follow how he partially gave up on his son Michael and saw him as a lost cause and then how the murder accusation changed Matt’s relationship with his son Michael.

I adored Jade who supported and helped Matt while having her own letting go issues with her son and accepting the fact that her son wanted to see the dad he never knew.

What a sick twist it was with Michael’s mother and Matt’s ex-wife Debra who was not capable of helping her own son and using Michael as she did. Debra grew through the story until the very end of her.

There were well-written supportive characters in the story and there were many of them. I had sometimes difficulties of remembering all of them and couple of times I had to go back to check out who was who. The very good thing about the supportive characters was that they were believable and had their own stories throughout the book.


It’s a thrilling, disturbing and brilliant story what James LePore has created. A wonderful suspense!

5 Flowers!
5 stars.

Author Bio:

James LePore is an attorney who has practiced law for more than two decades, and an accomplished photographer. He is the author of three previous novels, A WORLD I NEVER MADE, BLOOD OF MY BROTHER, and SONS AND PRINCES, as well as the story collection, ANYONE CAN DIE. He lives in Westchester County, NY with his wife, artist Karen Chandler.

Website: http://www.jamesleporefiction.com/


“Why can’t you stay at your mother’s when they’re away?”

“I told you, Basil’s worried about security.”

Though this statement was challengeable on several levels, Matt let it pass. The marriage six years ago of Debra DeMarco, nee Rusillo, and Basil al-Hassan, a rich and handsome Syrian businessman, had marked the beginning of the end of Matt’s long and tortured fight for a place in his son’s heart. Armed with the ultimate weapon—-her new husband’s money—-Debra had made quick work of destroying the last vestiges of Matt’s hopes. A penthouse on Park Avenue, a beach house in Easthampton, a flat in Paris, a “cottage” in Bermuda, clothes and cars virtually on demand, Matt had no way of competing with all this, and no way of expressing his anger—-until tonight.

“What about Mina?” Matt asked.

“What about her?”

“Why aren’t you seeing her?”

“She’s studying.”


“Yes, studying. You keep repeating what I say. She’s a student. Students study.”

This statement was delivered dismissively, not sarcastically. You’re stupid, Dad. I’m tired of you. Why am I bothering with you? are what Matt heard, and it occurred to him, with a clarity that shocked him after all these muddled and painful years of effort and rejection, effort and rejection, ad nauseum, that he could not hurt Michael, that his own son was indifferent to him, and this was a blow, and strangely a release.

“Well, your friends are assholes, and you are too, Michael. You’re an arrogant, shallow asshole. Where you came from, I don’t know. But not from me.”

“That could be. Maybe Mom had an affair–like you did--and I’m not your son. Do I care? No, I don’t. Can I go upstairs now? I’ll leave in the morning.”

In the kitchen, Matt poured himself another scotch. He took the pizza out of the refrigerator and sat down to eat it, surprised to find that he actually had an appetite. Until tonight, despite the bad cards he had drawn, he had never stopped trying to break through to his son. It’s over, he said to himself, over and done. He’s not your son. He’s Debra’s son, Basil’s son. You lost him a long time ago.

He finished the pizza and was wrapping the garbage to take out in the morning when the doorbell rang. Looking out the kitchen window he saw that it was snowing heavily. Those idiots, he thought, they’re probably stuck someplace. No choice but to let them in. But when he swung open the front door, it wasn’t Adnan and Ali, but his friends Jack McCann and Clarke Goode, homicide detectives who he had worked with for many years, standing facing him. He could see their unmarked car at the curb, and behind it, blocking his driveway, a Pound Ridge patrol car, its engine running and headlights on, two uniformed officers in the front seat. McCann, a florid Irishman whose blue eyes were usually lit by some inner secret joke, looked grim; and Goode, a gnarled black man who never failed to greet Matt with a big smile, was not smiling. Far from it.

“Come in. What’s up?” Matt said. Then, nodding toward the street where the patrol car sat: “What’s with the uniforms?”

The two detectives stepped into the foyer.

“Take your coats off,” Matt said. He could see they were dressed for work, sport jackets and ties on under their trench coats.

“Matt...,” McCann said.

“Talk, Jack,” Matt said. “Is somebody dead?”

“Is Michael home?” Goode asked. He had not taken off his coat, and neither had McCann.

“That’s his car out there,” Matt said. “You know that.”

“Where is he?”

“He’s upstairs.”

Matt looked from McCann to Goode, then back to McCann; looked in the eyes of each, and did not like what he saw. “What about Michael?” he asked.

“We’re here to arrest him,” McCann replied.

“For what?” Drugs, Matt thought, good, let the kid get a taste of the pain he’s always inflicting on others. Him and his two Arab suppliers.

“For murder, Matt,” Goode said.
Thanks for Partners In Crime tours for including me and to James LePore for a wonderful writing!
Happy reading!

1 comment:

  1. Fantastic in depth, detailed review and posting!!
    Thank you.