Full Moon is the 7th book in the Blandings series by Wodehouse. Having only read Wodehouse’s Jeeves and Wooster novels, I did not know there was even another series by him when I checked out what I thought was a standalone book from my library. Or that I had very intelligently picked up the seventh book. SEVENTH! (Remember kids, you should always check properly if the book in your hand is the first in a series.)
Putting my lapse in alertness aside, though this is the seventh part in a series it serves well as a standalone too. All characters and their quirks are neatly introduced to the reader again, so you won’t be left feeling lost.
Despite marriage to a millionaire’s daughter and success as a vice-president of Donaldson’s Inc., manufacturers of the world-famous Donaldson’s Dog-Joy, Freddie Threepwood, Lord Emsworth’s younger son, still goes in fear of his aunts when at Blandings Castle. Full Moon tells the story of how he faces them down while promoting the love of Bill Lister and Prudence Garland.
A charming Blandings comedy with a full Wodehouse complement of aunts, pigs, millionaires, colonels, imposters and dotty earls.
As every other Wodehouse novel, this one has jokes aplenty. The reader will be left laughing at the quirkiness of all the characters and their shenanigans. Though the plot and the story line hold good, it is the humor that is the hero of the whole novel. There is humor in the bizarre actions of the characters and the classic British wit is also captured beautifully. Even a level headed character such as Galahad Threepwood contributes to the humor when he is commenting on the outlandish behavior of his peers. “You cloth-headed imbecile!” will be an insult I’m most definitely stealing from him. 😀
Wodehouse never fails in capturing the essence of Aunts who are fearsome yet funny and Aunt Hermione in this book totally delivers. Look at this little beauty:
Aunt Hermione: “Is he wanted by the police?”
Galahad Threepwood: “No, he is not wanted by the police.”
Aunt H.: “How I sympathize with the police, I know just how they feel.”
I remember having to put the book down to go like this:
To summarize the review in typical Wodehouse fashion:
In dealing with the review, the chronicler finds herself faced by a necessity for pause and reflection since it is doubted whether a feel good novel such as this could ever be admired through mere words.
Did I get that right? If I didn’t and you are planning on un-following me, pause for a minute. Here, Stephen Fry explains it better:
“You don’t analyse such sunlit perfection, you just bask in its warmth and splendour.”
In other words, do read this book without overthinking it! It will make you laugh. Now, grant me leave so that I can go look for the first book in the Blandings series.
Rating: 4.5 out of 5
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