“Moonlight Hotel”
This thriller about U.S. involvement with a fictional, Cold War-era Middle Eastern nation seems uncannily relevant to today.
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An obscure Middle Eastern backwater, a low-grade border insurgency and a gung-ho American military advisor — that’s the recipe for disaster in Scott Anderson’s “Moonlight Hotel.” To call this novel a political thriller wouldn’t be quite accurate. Its protagonist, David Richards, a midlevel U.S. diplomat overseeing aid programs in the fictional kingdom of Kutar, isn’t really an action hero, and most of the time he can’t do much to affect the course of events. Instead, “Moonlight Hotel” fascinates by offering the spectacle of American imperial hubris, post-colonial apathy and the eternal laws of power — formidable gears and levers all — set into motion by one foolish man, as they grind on toward unforeseeable, yet somehow inevitable, catastrophe.
Anderson has worked as a war correspondent for many prestigious magazines, and early on “Moonlight Hotel” suffers a bit from the usual weakness of foreign reporters’ novels, the solemnity with which these journalists approach the chosen form of their great literary role model — who is, invariably, Graham Greene. It would be nice if “Moonlight Hotel” took David and his uninteresting love life a little less seriously, but Anderson does a very credible job of training a cold, worldly, Greenian eye on the workings of bush league geopolitics. At its best, the novel verges on the blackest satire, but that never keeps it from making you feel the tragedy in Kutar’s plight or from caring urgently about what happens next.
Kutar is a nation so small and globally insignificant that in the early 1980s, when the novel is set, most Americans don’t know it exists. It’s a state cobbled together by the receding British Empire from a relatively cosmopolitan coastal south and a rural mountainous north. There’s the occasional skirmish with some independence-minded rebels in the far north, but life is mostly quiet, and diplomats like David spend much of their time at dull cocktail parties and conducting idle adulterous affairs.
Enter Col. Munn, the aforementioned military advisor, who decides it’s time to “get ahead of the curve. Get this puppy leashed before it bites someone.” This is, of course, exactly the wrong course to pursue, but Munn does an end run around the diplomatic corps and persuades the Kutaran king and generals to launch an offensive. Deliciously hateable and impenetrably stupid, Munn is one of Anderson’s best creations, a jargon-spouting, pose-striking incompetent who, once things start to go badly and the TV cameras arrive, becomes a media darling.
Laura Miller is a senior writer for Salon. She is the author of "The Magician's Book: A Skeptic's Adventures in Narnia" and has a Web site, magiciansbook.com. More Laura Miller.




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