Showing posts with label Piff: yuck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Piff: yuck. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
While We're Waiting For Your Carnival Submission...
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The Misadventures of Benjamin Bartholomew Piff: You Wish
By Jason Lethcoe
I wanted to like this book. It has footnotes, for heaven's sake! And a time line in an appendix! And maps on the end papers!
Unfortunately, I couldn't get past Benjamin's wishes for Playstations and flat-screen tvs for himself and all the other kids at the orphanage. The author threw in a "massive outdoor power generator" to add a tiny bit of plausibility. Then one of the boys was "so overcome with emotion that he just sat with the unopened Playstation box on his lap, wiping tears from his eyes with his tiny, grubby fist." Gag. I nearly wept, too. We went from wishes vs. curses and good vs. evil directly into consumerism at its very ugliest.
I agree with all of this, but the excelsior file said it better, so I'm going to be lazy and let you read his review.
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