Résumé
Résumé
James Bond and Jason Bourne have just been topped! A battle for the world is set into unstoppable motion and Hays Baker is the only one who can save it.
Hays Baker and his wife Lizbeth possess super-human strength, extraordinary intelligence, stunning looks, a sex life to die for, and two beautiful children. Of course they do--they're Elites, endowed at birth with the very best that the world can offer. The only problem in their perfect world: humans and their toys!
The one with the most toys-- dies
The top operative for the Agency of Change, Hays has just won the fiercest battle of his career. He has been praised by the President, and is a national hero. But before he can savor his triumph, he receives an unbelievable shock that overturns everything he thought was true. Suddenly Hays is on the other side of the gun, forced to leave his perfect family and fight for his life.
Now a hunted fugitive, Hays is thrown into a life he never dreamed possible--fighting to save humans everywhere from extinction. He enlists all of his training to uncover the truth that will save millions of lives--maybe even his own. James Patterson's Toys is a thriller on a hyper plane--with a hero who rivals both James Bond and Jason Bourne.
Critiques (1)
Critique de Booklist
Patterson's latest is something new. No, he's still hiring other writers to do his typing, but here the colossus of commercial fiction scripts a dystopian future. It's 2061, and Hays Baker is one of the Elites, genetically enhanced humans who rule over the regular-old humans known as skunks. He's a golden boy at the Agency of Change, a kind of supercop who fights crime by going skunk hunting. But in an unsurprising twist, he isn't who his superiors think he is or even who he thinks he is and soon learns what it's like to be part of the oppressed majority. As usual for Patterson, the characters are cardboard, the dialogue is wooden, and the plot is papier-mâché. Even the fun of imagining the future doesn't get his creative juices flowing. This reads like deservedly forgotten sf from the 1950s. Cars fly, there's a household robot named Metallico, a social-guidance implant is called Cyrano 3000, and New Lake City's bad neighborhood is Beta-Town. And there's unintended irony in the book's message. Patterson's straw man is Elite society, a bunch of shallow, consumerist idiots who live for cheap diversion. Only humans can still create art. After reading this book, you have to ask, Is Patterson human . . . or an Elite?--Graff, Keir Copyright 2010 Booklist