The Lost Pope by Glenn Cooper doesn't have any sex in it. I make that statement because the hero, Cal Donovan, is always jumping into bed with women. The author doesn't make it necessary for the story, but still. And I do get it, I really do, but this book proves that it's not necessary. It's a good story.
What if I told you that Mary Magadalene wrote a Gospel? Mmmm. You've heard that, already.
What if I told you that she wasn't a prostitute? Mmmmm. You know that.
Well, I bet you didn't know that she was married to Peter. That when Peter knew he was going to be killed, he passed the papal ring to her.
Got ya!
That's the story and the papapari to prove it, is what this story is about. The author tweaks the noses of rich conservative Catholics. They want to suppress the idea of a woman pope, never mind discredit Cal's dream woman, Sister Elisabetta. As usual, the setting is Cambridge, MA, and Rome, there are libraries in Harvard and the Vatican, and the chase. It has everything. I think you'll like it.
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