I just finished reading 61 hours on my Kindle. 61 Hours is another novel by Lee Child featuring Jack Reacher,  the 6’5″ ex Military Police Officer ascetic who is rough and tough with quick one-liners. Reacher travels around the country carrying only an ATM card and the clothes on his back. He buys new clothes every three days. Typically he travels from place to place by walking.

This time though things are different. I mean some things are the same. He has a real mean bad dude named Plato to deal with. Plato is mean. He is also only 4′ 11″ tall. One 6′ guy called him a midget. That dummy woke up in a hospital downsized to 4′ 10″. Yeah, who’s a midget now, midget?

But this book is different. It is set in South Dakota in the winter in 30 degrees below zero weather. Not only that Reacher isn’t walking he bummed a ride on a tour bus. Uh, a tour bus full of old people? Oh Jack, what are you doing? Then the tour bus crashes and Jack finds himself stuck in this small town for several days, about 61 hours. He has to protect people and go after bad guys but its like he’s different. The cold bothers him, he even shivers. He gets all moony with a lady who has his old MP job back east. Jack Reacher has turned into a weenie. I mean even I have been in minus 30 degree weather. Big deal.

I don’t like this new Jack Reacher one bit. This is supposed to be brain candy for guys, not moping self reflection. I attribute the change in Jack to his wearing panties with too much rayon in them. Somebody told me that too much rayon in cold weather is bad for guys wearing panties. It binds them up too tight or something. I don’t know.

Whatever the cause is I didn’t much care for this Jack Reacher. No taunts or wise cracks or anything. He doesn’t say one witty thing in the whole novel. I give this novel about 2.5 stars out of 4. Its OK but not up to par.

Come on Lee Child, Jack Reacher needs to man up!