by Andrew Fox ‧ RELEASE DATE: July 1, 2003
Exuberantly tasteless, and—here and there—almost as much fun to read as it probably was to write.
The silliness quotient frequently exceeds toxic levels in this nevertheless entertaining debut about some New Orleans night people Anne Rice seems to have overlooked.
Newcomer Fox reveals his inspirations in epigraphs from Rice herself (mentioned in passing herein as “Agatha Longrain”) and John Kennedy Toole’s A Confederacy of Dunces. And his protagonist, centenarian-plus Jules Duchon, is a dead (sorry, undead) ringer for Toole’s Ignatius C. Reilly. You see, Jules, whose victims eat the world’s richest food, is a clinically obese vampire in desperate straits. He has lost his, uh, fulfilling job as a coroner’s assistant, his adipose “blood parent” Maureen (a.k.a. disco stripper “Round Robin”) has dumped him, Catholic guilt gnaws at him, a two-timing dame named Veronika, who packs garlic spray and holy water, has him in her sights, and jive-talking black vampire “Malice X” is down on Jules for “poaching” in X’s territory. When his house is torched, Jules, who moonlights (so to speak) as a cabdriver, enlists the aid of cross-dressing buddy Rory “Doodlebug” Richelieu (who’s both Jules’s creation and his mentor: don’t ask), shape-shifts as needed, enjoys an amorous encounter with a stray dog, engages Malice in a mock-epic showdown at the latter’s casino, and eventually gives Veronika exactly what she’s been asking for. This Blues strikes numerous discordant notes, but Jules is a highly companionable antihero, and Fox does stage such irresistible scenes as his fruitless interview with stiff-necked “high muckety-mucks in the undead community” and a wonderful confession scene in which Jules tells an understandably thunderstruck priest, “I ain’t exactly been the greatest Catholic the last eighty years or so.”
Exuberantly tasteless, and—here and there—almost as much fun to read as it probably was to write.Pub Date: July 1, 2003
ISBN: 0-345-46333-1
Page Count: 352
Publisher: Ballantine
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 1, 2003
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by J.D. Salinger ‧ RELEASE DATE: June 15, 1951
A strict report, worthy of sympathy.
A violent surfacing of adolescence (which has little in common with Tarkington's earlier, broadly comic, Seventeen) has a compulsive impact.
"Nobody big except me" is the dream world of Holden Caulfield and his first person story is down to the basic, drab English of the pre-collegiate. For Holden is now being bounced from fancy prep, and, after a vicious evening with hall- and roommates, heads for New York to try to keep his latest failure from his parents. He tries to have a wild evening (all he does is pay the check), is terrorized by the hotel elevator man and his on-call whore, has a date with a girl he likes—and hates, sees his 10 year old sister, Phoebe. He also visits a sympathetic English teacher after trying on a drunken session, and when he keeps his date with Phoebe, who turns up with her suitcase to join him on his flight, he heads home to a hospital siege. This is tender and true, and impossible, in its picture of the old hells of young boys, the lonesomeness and tentative attempts to be mature and secure, the awful block between youth and being grown-up, the fright and sickness that humans and their behavior cause the challenging, the dramatization of the big bang. It is a sorry little worm's view of the off-beat of adult pressure, of contemporary strictures and conformity, of sentiment….
A strict report, worthy of sympathy.Pub Date: June 15, 1951
ISBN: 0316769177
Page Count: -
Publisher: Little, Brown
Review Posted Online: Nov. 2, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 15, 1951
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by Kristin Hannah ‧ RELEASE DATE: March 1, 2006
Wacky plot keeps the pages turning and enduring schmaltzy romantic sequences.
Sisters work together to solve a child-abandonment case.
Ellie and Julia Cates have never been close. Julia is shy and brainy; Ellie gets by on charm and looks. Their differences must be tossed aside when a traumatized young girl wanders in from the forest into their hometown in Washington. The sisters’ professional skills are put to the test. Julia is a world-renowned child psychologist who has lost her edge. She is reeling from a case that went publicly sour. Though she was cleared of all wrongdoing, Julia’s name was tarnished, forcing her to shutter her Beverly Hills practice. Ellie Barton is the local police chief in Rain Valley, who’s never faced a tougher case. This is her chance to prove she is more than just a fading homecoming queen, but a scarcity of clues and a reluctant victim make locating the girl’s parents nearly impossible. Ellie places an SOS call to her sister; she needs an expert to rehabilitate this wild-child who has been living outside of civilization for years. Confronted with her professional demons, Julia once again has the opportunity to display her talents and salvage her reputation. Hannah (The Things We Do for Love, 2004, etc.) is at her best when writing from the girl’s perspective. The feral wolf-child keeps the reader interested long after the other, transparent characters have grown tiresome. Hannah’s torturously over-written romance passages are stale, but there are surprises in store as the sisters set about unearthing Alice’s past and creating a home for her.
Wacky plot keeps the pages turning and enduring schmaltzy romantic sequences.Pub Date: March 1, 2006
ISBN: 0-345-46752-3
Page Count: 400
Publisher: Ballantine
Review Posted Online: June 24, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2005
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