Friday, September 04, 2009

The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks: a review

by E. Lockhart (and [HERE])

I've begun the last two reviews with the character's name. I am determined to break the pattern. So:

P.G. Wodehouse? Check. Basset hounds? Check.* Secret societies? Check. Devious plans? Check.

This book has all of those, plus a spunky main character with a great vocabulary and the inability to take no for an answer.

And yet, somehow, I don't LOVE it. It's fun. I'm reading it for a second time, so clearly it isn't awful. I think most of my problem is that I never quite believe in Frankie as a real character. I feel bad for her and I rejoice at her victories. But she never quite jumps off the page.

Now, I know there are heaps and heaps of people** who love this book. And I do enjoy it. And yet.

I don't know. I may need to give it a few days to percolate.

Book source: my school library

*Incidentally, basset hounds always remind me of James Thurber, probably because I was a docent at the Thurber House for several years when I was younger.

**People whose recommendations I trust.


Jess said...

First off, I'm flattered that you trust my recommendations (especially since I get half of my reading ideas from Leila). Second, I think my reaction to Frankie was pretty similar to yours - I loved the braininess of it more than Frankie as a character. I still think about INPs all the time, for instance.

MaureenE said...

Jess, it's mostly because we've had very similar reactions to several books in the past (can't name a specific instance atm). And I blame Leila for my huge TBR list. INPs were just about my favorite part of Frankie--those and all the PG Wodehouse bits.