WINTER

A POP-UP BOOK

The labels may prove more distracting than illuminating, but this isn’t quite the usual sort of stop on the well-worn...

A quick, season-centered look-about from a master of paper engineering.

Though small of trim size and, at just six openings, not exactly a magnum opus, this survey of a snow-covered country landscape as night falls is well-stocked with visual surprises and late winter sights—some of them mildly oddball. These are placed around a half-dozen elegantly simple pop-up flurries of snowflakes or seasonal flora. There’s fauna too, from a snowshoe hare and an alert bobcat to a pair of white weasels who stare quizzically up at viewers in each scene before finally bedding down beneath a flap. Even to very young children, Carter may seem to go a bit overboard by labeling “cloud,” “sun,” and “moon” along with the at least slightly less recognizable “holly,” a leafless “oak tree,” “animal tracks,” and “Venus.” Oddly, to such predictable elements as a snowman, a pine tree, and sprigs of snowberries (all likewise labeled) poking through the white, he adds camellias in bloom, a spray of flowering heather, and even stalks of parasitic, garish red “snowflower.”

The labels may prove more distracting than illuminating, but this isn’t quite the usual sort of stop on the well-worn seasonal round. (Pop-up picture book. 3-5)

Pub Date: Oct. 6, 2015

ISBN: 978-1-4197-1823-6

Page Count: 12

Publisher: Abrams Appleseed

Review Posted Online: Aug. 11, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2015

YOUR BABY'S FIRST WORD WILL BE DADA

Plotless and pointless, the book clearly exists only because its celebrity author wrote it.

A succession of animal dads do their best to teach their young to say “Dada” in this picture-book vehicle for Fallon.

A grumpy bull says, “DADA!”; his calf moos back. A sad-looking ram insists, “DADA!”; his lamb baas back. A duck, a bee, a dog, a rabbit, a cat, a mouse, a donkey, a pig, a frog, a rooster, and a horse all fail similarly, spread by spread. A final two-spread sequence finds all of the animals arrayed across the pages, dads on the verso and children on the recto. All the text prior to this point has been either iterations of “Dada” or animal sounds in dialogue bubbles; here, narrative text states, “Now everybody get in line, let’s say it together one more time….” Upon the turn of the page, the animal dads gaze round-eyed as their young across the gutter all cry, “DADA!” (except the duckling, who says, “quack”). Ordóñez's illustrations have a bland, digital look, compositions hardly varying with the characters, although the pastel-colored backgrounds change. The punch line fails from a design standpoint, as the sudden, single-bubble chorus of “DADA” appears to be emanating from background features rather than the baby animals’ mouths (only some of which, on close inspection, appear to be open). It also fails to be funny.

Plotless and pointless, the book clearly exists only because its celebrity author wrote it. (Picture book. 3-5)

Pub Date: June 9, 2015

ISBN: 978-1-250-00934-0

Page Count: 32

Publisher: Feiwel & Friends

Review Posted Online: April 14, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 1, 2015

ONE MORE DINO ON THE FLOOR

It’s a bit hard to dance, or count, to this beat.

Dinos that love to move and groove get children counting from one to 10—and perhaps moving to the beat.

Beginning with a solo bop by a female dino (she has eyelashes, doncha know), the dinosaur dance party begins. Each turn of the page adds another dino and a change in the dance genre: waltz, country line dancing, disco, limbo, square dancing, hip-hop, and swing. As the party would be incomplete without the moonwalk, the T. Rex does the honors…and once they are beyond their initial panic at his appearance, the onlookers cheer wildly. The repeated refrain on each spread allows for audience participation, though it doesn’t easily trip off the tongue: “They hear a swish. / What’s this? / One more? / One more dino on the floor.” Some of the prehistoric beasts are easily identifiable—pterodactyl, ankylosaurus, triceratops—but others will be known only to the dino-obsessed; none are identified, other than T-Rex. Packed spreads filled with psychedelically colored dinos sporting blocks of color, stripes, or polka dots (and infectious looks of joy) make identification even more difficult, to say nothing of counting them. Indeed, this fails as a counting primer: there are extra animals (and sometimes a grumpy T-Rex) in the backgrounds, and the next dino to join the party pokes its head into the frame on the page before. Besides all that, most kids won’t get the dance references.

It’s a bit hard to dance, or count, to this beat. (Picture book. 3-5)

Pub Date: March 1, 2016

ISBN: 978-0-8075-1598-3

Page Count: 32

Publisher: Whitman

Review Posted Online: Jan. 19, 2016

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2016

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