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10 of 10 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Pinkwater is always worth reading.,
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This review is from: The Yggyssey: How Iggy Wondered What Happened to All the Ghosts, Found Out Where They Went, and Went There (Hardcover)
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I sometimes forget what a great pleasure it is to read Daniel Pinkwater. I remember that I like him, and I remember why, but the sheer pleasure of taking in his words, his ideas, his flights of fancy... sometimes it's just hard to conjure that up. Because Pinkwater makes a kind of magic that is indefinable. He's an author who has made me cry buckets and laugh until I hurt myself. In fact, I don't think any other author has ever made me laugh harder.
Then along comes a new book, and once again, I sink into the delicious weirdness of Pinkwater's universe where a teenage girl's best friend is a ghost rabbit, and the specter of Teddy Roosevelt leads the annual ghost parade in Hollywood, drawing spectators such as a loosely caricatured Errol Flynn. It's a universe where a teenage boy saved the world one dark and stormy night, but he doesn't really recall the details, and thinks his mother might have tossed out the notebook where he wrote it all down when she threw out his comic books. It's a mad, wonderful mixture of the real and utterly off-the-wall fantasy, told in a dry, matter-of-fact voice which makes it all the funnier. There's no sly, sidelong winks, or any suggestion that the author even knows he's being amusing. Just a spiffy little narrative in which anything could and probably will happen and no one will think anything of it. In fact, they'll probably just shrug and go out for a doughnut and coffee afterward. I don't want to say too much about the plot because letting it unfold is half the fun. Suffice to say that I recommend this book highly, as I do anything by Daniel Pinkwater. The man is brilliant.
7 of 7 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Ymperfect, But Likable,
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This review is from: The Yggyssey: How Iggy Wondered What Happened to All the Ghosts, Found Out Where They Went, and Went There (Hardcover)
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What you have to understand about Daniel Pinkwater is that he pretty much does whatever he wants while writing. This means that he tends to ramble a bit and go off in strange little directions. However, a lot of the time this is as much a strength as a weakness; Pinkwater has FUN, and you can't help having fun with him.
The Yggyssey, starring Iggy (Yggdrasil) Birnbaum, is a sequel to the Neddiad, which starred Neddy Wentworthstein. It's a good idea to read the Neddiad first, but it's not strictly necessary. Iggy lives in a once-grand hotel in Hollywood. She is the daughter of a silent movie star-turned-talking movie star, so even though he's rather old and she's very young, you understand that these books are set some four or five decades ago, when kids could apparently hang out with old cowboy stars on the streets of Hollywood and not get into trouble. Part of Pinkwater's approach is to randomly satirize things, by the way. For example, Iggy goes to a progressive school called Harmonious Reality, where the "teachers are polite, and the kids, while confused and illiterate, are mostly friendly." Iggy's mother is a psychiatrist to the stars. Iggy summarizes her mother's approach to child-raising thusly: "She thinks stress is worse than the Black Plague or a herd of stampeding bull elephants. I am strictly forbidden to be frustrated, repressed, or restrained. This can be annoying. Sometimes you want to be frustrated, repressed, or restrained. Of course, I am also strictly forbidden to be annoyed." A lot of the plot of The Yggyssey revolves around ghosts. Iggy knows quite a few ghosts, since the hotel she lives in is a popular hangout for phantoms. In fact, she has to kick them out of her bedroom on occasion. Then she notices that the ghosts' numbers have been thinning, and she wonders why. One of her best friends, a ghostly black rabbit, eventually leads her down a rabbit hole into an alternate universe, where Iggy plans to catch up with the missing ghosts. She manages to bring her buddies Neddie and Seamus along, and together they have adventures involving noxious TV ads, hippies (or rather "hoopies"), pissed-off witches, and millions of cats. Pinkwater gets a little carried away with children's literature allusions at this point, but it's all entertainingly surreal and goofy. A friend and I figured out that Pinkwater's characters tend to say things that real people don't say--but should. His characters don't use as many contractions as real people, either, which often adds a strange tinge of formality to the otherwise casual dialogue. All of this simply contributes to the unique verbal stylings of Daniel Pinkwater (who is also a popular NPR commentator, FYI). Pinkwaterian isn't an adjective, but it could be, and it would have a very specific meaning. Now, I'll warn you that the plot of The Yggyssey doesn't hang together well in comparison to The Neddiad; the ending is especially undercooked. However--and I say this with great earnestness--the book is so weirdly funny along the way that you may find it's worth overlooking irrelevant considerations such as narrative logic. After all, I'm guessing there's a reason one of the tags Amazon suggested for this book was "dada."
4 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Cola dark sea,
By Aceto "All knowledge is sorrow." (Meilhan Sur Garonne) - See all my reviews (TOP 1000 REVIEWER) (VINE VOICE)
This review is from: The Yggyssey: How Iggy Wondered What Happened to All the Ghosts, Found Out Where They Went, and Went There (Hardcover)
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Daniel Pinkwater has been on Public Radio for years in several fora, including "Car Talk", and usually "Morning Edition", besides shows of his own. He brings good childrens' books to Scott Simon to read samples on air. But he never hawks his own. His concern is for our children.
This book is recommended for fifth graders and up. My daughter grew up on Thurber, C.S. Lewis and Pinkwater. She wanted books that do not talk down and are not written to court parents. Already, on the first page, he uses ectoplasm and brings in the ghost of Rudolph Valentino. It is part ghost story, part Homeric epic. He is a fine stylist; look how much he packs into a few lines when the protagonist, Iggy, recalls her grandfather: "After the (civil) war, Granda Horatius went to Chicago and got rich in the glue business. Everyone has heard of Alpenglue, 'the mucilage of mountaineers.' It was the first modern superadhesive, and Horatius invented it and made millions selling it to a nation bursting with busted things that needed to be glued during the great westward expansion." Always rich but never stuffy, Mr. Pinkwater tells a good story and makes his readers curious beyond the story. Give them enough sparkle and depth for a kid to want to read it several times. The first time Iggy talks about her father's car, it is "a big Italian car completely covered with hand-tooled leather". The next time, in another chapter, it is a Bugatti touring car. Later we meet a convertible Cadillac and Packard. Since the kids are too young to drive, one of the ghosts does. Afterall, there is "nothing in the Code saying you must be alive to drive." See how he works... Sometimes, nothing is better than a good ghost story (as opposed to a horror story). Mr. Pinkwater's ghosts are complex and interesting, with stories of other times, early Hollywood or all of nine thousand years earlier. The characters speak of doing things for years or for all of their lives. He captures the sophistication they are capable of, even as so many adults forget the expansive minds of their youth. He acknowledges the dignity of the personalities of ten-year-olds. I almost shrink from making too much of the epic-like reach of "The Yggyssey" for fear it might appear too contrived and smuggling pseudo-education, thereby ruining the draw and sweep of the story. From Vasari's "Lives of the Artists" to PUNishing chapter titles (Your feat's Too Big), his references fly everywhere. And you know these intrepid readers will pick up on the variation on "feet", but you can play them that great old song. I appreciate his setting the story is L.A. of the early 1950s, without making a big point of it. He sublely gives his readers a story modern in sound and feel while evoking other times and places. No milksop here; nothing to bore formative readers being informed by these important reading adventures. Here is that crazed California stucco, the Korean and Cold wars. He gives us street-loonies, police dogs, psychiatrists, moguls and magnates. And we do make it to Hoboken. Iggy herself is no Shirly Temple and nothing is here to turn away boy readers, in fact, much to the contrary. She is strong, outspoken and has her scrapes with rules. She snubs serious Hollywood actors (except maybe Brando) that merely are showing off to each other, in favor of actors once real cowboys, spitting and telling stories of the old days. At nearly two hundred fifty pages, there is plenty of time for nice charactor and plot development. I like good print fonts, and Houghton Mifflin Harcourt could not have a better one with a more appealing layout, especially for this important audience. These are nice touches that help make the pages fly. So too are Caleb Brown's fitting illustrations at the opening of each of the sixty-nine chapters. I like the reappearance of Neddie. Mr. Pinkwater gives a bit of nod to old Jewish humor as Neddie's quite English last name, Wentworth, is given a suffix of "stein" in a reversal of that byegone practice of immigrants anglicizing names by truncating endings such as "stein". Neddie comes from the companion volume "The Neddiad". One just wonders when these readers will first connect with Homer and smile back on these epics of their own past.
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