We gave it a C+
Death by PalmPilot. That’s got to be a new one, right? High-tech sparkle provides the pulpy fun in ”Rain Fall,” Barry Eisler’s thriller about John Rain, a half-American, half-Japanese freelance assassin wending his way through a shadowy conspiracy in the backstreets of Tokyo. But the frequent breathless hokum (”I’m up against the agency, the yakuza and an army of Shinto priests…. Time is running against me…”) and klutzily executed conceits — that Rain is trapped between two cultures and steeped in the violence of both — hobble Eisler’s debut novel. Next time, more punchin’, less pretension.