RIP, John LeCarré

The spymaster novelist John LeCarré  has gone to the great rewrite in the sky at age 89 and from pneumonia (nonTrump-Virus related). That’s extra innings in my book.

LeCarré’s novels are among the very best spy fiction ever written, and espionage professionals have said for years that “The Spy Who Came In From The Cold” was actually true, but the author denies it. George Smiley is such an iconic character many people thought he must be real.

At the root of all the LeCarré novels is the conflict of moral compromise; these are very human stories set in a world of betrayal. I have not re-read them in years, and maybe that should be a Pandemic Project.

LeCarré will be missed.

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8 Responses to RIP, John LeCarré

  1. Dennis Cole says:

    TG – do you feel a bit overwhelmed sometimes, by all the things you think you can and should get caught up on during this pandemic? I know I have, and it results in a kind of paralysis that causes me to avoid the more serious stuff, and I end up binging on Bond, instead of that swell 18-hr Ken Burns documentary I missed first time around. And the same goes for literature – it’s like I trend more towards Archie & Jughead, rather than War & Peace.

    And I’m eating WAY moar popcorn than is probly good for me…

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  2. donnah says:

    My eldest son is a writer and poet and also a voracious reader. He asked for several books for Christmas, and just added The Spy Who Came in from the Cold. I snagged a hardcover copy on ABE. LeCarré is a classic and his books will be spotlighted now that he’s passed. And hopefully the uninitiated readers will pick up his work and keep his legacy alive.

    I’ve added several mystery novels to my own reading pile. I am not one who just sits around. I’m either working on the current rug hooking project, dyeing wool, or doing chores. Gotta stay busy!

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  3. Redhand says:

    To be honest, I always found John LeCarré hard to “get into.” Don’t get me wrong, the film adaptations of his novels always delighted me, but I found him a difficult read. For me, there was a certain opaqueness to his prose that was hard to penetrate.

    Other authors I simply couldn’t deal with are Henry James and anything James Joyce wrote beyond “A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man.”


  4. Karla says:

    I discovered LeCarre and George Smiley while I was in my early 20s. I devoured everything he wrote. I was just thinking that it’s time to read them all again.
    I wanted to be George Smiley.
    Instead, I’m Karla.


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