I’m a big John Grisham fan, so I’m always eager to pick up his new book, in this case, The Rooster Bar. The primary setting for this novel in Washington D.C. (and the surrounding area), with a little bit of New York City, Barbados, and Senegal thrown in for good measure. I’ve always enjoyed spending time in that “other” Washington, and while I hesitate to designate it as my favorite, I’ll go out on a limb and put this here.
The premise of the book, as is often the case in Grisham’s writing, seems to be drawn out of the headlines. In The Rooster Bar we have threads of predatory recruiting and lending practices at for-profit law schools, the growing burden of student loan debt, the fraud occurring within the banking industry caused by employees incentivized to create fake accounts, and the fraud that occurs in massive class action suits. Whew, that’s a lot to chew on.
It was a quick read, and I found myself alternating between cheering on the protagonists and being outraged by their actions. And, like most Grisham novels, the ending is both satisfying and annoying. I was left wondering if we’ll see these characters again, either in another book or a movie.