A novel I’ve always told myself I’d read, I picked up The Spy Who Came In From The Cold by John le Carre after being disappointed by a recently written spy story set in the past.
Written during the height of the Cold War by a man who was in fact a British agent stationed in divided Germany, there is no questioning the authenticity of Spy. The language, the characters, and atmosphere — you are there, standing just meters from the newly-erected Berlin Wall, waiting nervously for your agent to attempt the crossing. This is exactly what I was craving in that other novel, and why I finally turned to le Carre’s breakthrough book.
I don’t usually write much in the way of reviews for traditionally published books; there are others, far more accomplished than I who have already trod that ground. Potential readers have a wealth of views to sift through, but I highly recommend this taut, twisty story from a master storyteller.