Yes, yes, I live and breath the boy wizard, but you can't deny that those Baudelaire children, and the wily Count Olaf (yes I say wily-he may be a moron, but he's outfoxed those brilliant kids many, many times), the idea of not one but two Lemony books (the final two-I'm already in mourning) coming out this year is almost unbearable. Unfortunate, however, it is not.
When I got my letter stating that there would be a book coming out yesterday about the dear, departed Beatrice, I almost jumped out of my skin. Then I realized, wait, it's April Fools Day, and I always fall for at least one joke on this pranksters' holiday. However, lo-and-behold, I headed over to Barnes and Noble, and there she was, the lovely companion to the Lemony novels. Here's to hoping that this book has a little more answer and a lot less riddle than the Autobiography. Then again, when you're dealing with something this complex and clever, who cares if you ever get to the bottom of things (I'm thinking Lost must have learned this lesson from Sir Lemony)?
And for those of you who have yet to indulge in the woeful tales of these orphans, shame, shame on you-the movie may be supreme (I loved it, at the very least), but the books-that's where the wicked magic comes.
No comments:
Post a Comment