By David Lindsey. ALL that brow-furrowing about what spy novelists would do for material after the Cold War has of course proved needless. International crime lords substitute nicely for the lords of international communism in the baddies role. The narrative switch works especially well, since lots of Russian apparatchiks really have morphed into Mafia-style dons.
Art is never happier than when it can imitate life.
Filling out the cast are appropriately colorful minor characters. Within the conventions of the thriller genre, The Color of Night is a satisfying, engaging, intelligent read. Harry Strand is an art dealer, specializing in drawings. Harry likes the drawings. He also likes their owner.