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FindingJane
Apr 24, 2015FindingJane rated this title 5 out of 5 stars
It’s nothing less than the end of the world—again. Thursday Next is back in another fantastical jaunt. Mr. Fforde’s fertile imagination keeps the reader guessing as we are assailed with fictional dinosaurs and politicians, irritable dodoes, a roguish saint with an astonishing accuracy at predictions, a slapstick-fixated Cretan monster and a dithering Danish prince. Oh, and there is cake. Lots and lots of cake. Mr. Fforde’s previous novel suffered somewhat from preciousness and a too, too solid love of literary shenanigans. But this book gets us firmly back on track (more or less) in the real world, one in which politicians engage in admirable double speak and evasion and croquet matches may be won or lost in legalities as well as on the playing fields. It’s an audacious satire that hearkens to Swift or Voltaire but never loses its comedic edge. Just when you think things may get too dire, there are banana peels and falling pianos.