16. The Grim Grotto – Lemony Snicket
At this point, I felt that the series started to lose momentum. It’s not that the series hasn’t been absurd and over the top throughout, but I felt like there was a big tone shift to a sort of fantasy series rather than a mystery series. In this book, the orphans end up on a submarine trying to find a missing sugar bowl that Olaf cannot be allowed to get to first. Perhaps the sea just seems less Victorian than the rest of the series, but I didn’t enjoy it as much. At the end of the book, the kid’s have once again lost allies and are fending for themselves. B
“People aren’t either wicked or noble,” the hook-handed man said. “They’re like chef’s salad, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.”
17. The Penultimate Peril – Lemony Snicket
This book introduces a couple characters I wish they’d spent more time with — Daniel Denouement and Kit Snicket. The kids learn a lot more about VFD and what went wrong and end up spying on any number of familiar faces from throughout the series. They end up, however, joining forces with Count Olaf to escape being imprisoned or killed and the book ends with them adrift at sea with the count, but of their own choice, not as kidnapees. B
As I am sure you know, when people say “It’s my pleasure”, they usually mean something along the lines of, “There’s nothing on Earth I would rather do less.
18. The End – Lemony Snicket
The final installment is sort of a Robinsoe Crusoe intrigue on an island out at sea. This is perhaps the simplest of the books, in terms of perils faced and places seen. It is the culmination of the theme of how people are morally ambiguous and that safety isn’t always to be preferred to freedom. The conclusion of the story isn’t particularly satisfactory, but it suits Handler’s tone and worldview rather well. B
Perhaps if we saw what was ahead of us, and glimpsed the crimes, follies, and misfortunes that would befall us later on, we would all stay in our mother’s wombs, and there would be nobody in the world but a great number of very fat, very irritated women.
19. Moab is my Washpot – Stephen Fry
If you haven’t heard me gush over my love for Stephen Fry before now, then you haven’t been paying attention. He is the smartest, wittiest, funniest, fabulousest, darlingest man in all the world and my favorite celebrity personality perhaps ever. Stephen Fry is truly a marvel and nothing makes this “how is this possible”ness of it more clear than this account of his first 20 years. Fry was an upper middle class pampered little bastard — he compulsively stole, hoarded sweeties and was indulgently and unrelentingly self-loathing and loathsome. No doubt some of this — particularly the crushing depression that led to his suicide attempt and crime spree that got him thrown in jail — was an early manifestation of his bipolar disorder and struggle with being gay and Jewish. But it is stunning to read so accurate a telling of the embarrassing overflow of emotions that is adolescence, with all the warts and horror of that time so well fleshed out and described. I cannot over-recommend this book. A
As I go clowning my sentimental way into eternity, wrestling with all my problems of estrangement and communion, sincerity and simulation, ambition and acquiescence, I shuttle between worrying whether I matter at all and whether anything else matters but me.
No adolescent ever wants to be understood, which is why they complain about being misunderstood all the time.
I have always disbelieved that Sicilian saying about revenge being a dish best served cold. I feel that–don’t you?–when I see blinking, quivering octogenarian Nazi war criminals being led away in chains. Why not then? It’s too late now. I want to see them taken back in time and punished then…Blame, certainly, is a dish only edible when served fresh and warm. Old blames, grudges and scores congeal and curdle and cause the most terrible indigestion.
20. The Hunger Games – Suzanne Collins
I’ve had this book recommended to me by three separate book websites that I frequent, but no on I know has read it. When I saw it for $5 on kindle I thought I might as well read it. I’ve now finished the trilogy, they’re very good books. They have a similarity in tone and concept to Battle Royale and Running Man but it’s hard to believe the book is only three years old, it reads as much a classic as The Giver. A group of kids are selected each year to fight to the death for the entertainment of the populace and as a way to keep the underclasses under control. The main character is a 16 year old girl from the poorest part of the country and she must pretend to be in love with a boy, manipulating his and the viewer’s emotions, to survive the games. A