BOOK REVIEW
The Luck of the Bodkins by P. G. Wodehouse
The Luck of the Bodkins is typical P. G. Wodehouse, which makes it typically delightful. I have a Penguin edition, the kind with my favorite Ionicus covers, but I read this one with my ears. I prefer Wodehouse as audiobooks because the humor works better for me when I hear it than when I see it.
The story takes place on an ocean liner sailing from England to New York. There's a usual Wodehouse crowd of characters, led by Monty Bodkin, a rich young man pretending to have a job in order to win the hand of Gertrude Butterwick, star field hockey player travelling to a tournament in America. Other travelers include Gertrude's stodgy cousin Ambrose Tennyson who gave up his steady job in the British Navy to become a Hollywood screenwriter, and Ambrose's younger brother Reggie Tennyson who wants to work in Hollywood but his family is forcing him to take an office job in Canada. Lottie Blossom, a film ingénue who carries a pet baby alligator in a basket for publicity, and movie mogul Ivor Llewellyn provide the Hollywood connection. The well-intentioned ship's steward Albert Peasemarch is along to stir the pot.
It is a plot similar to most Wodehouse novels. There are farcical misunderstandings, room switches, a musical revue, and the need to steal back a precious item (in this case, a toy Micky Mouse). Romantic parters fall out, reunite, fall out again. Ambrose's job offer to become a film writer comes down to a monstrous misunderstanding. Someone is determined to smuggle a string of pearls through customs, but her accomplice is convinced Monty is a detective on their trail. Everything is topsy turvy, chaos reigns, and all comes good in the end.
It’s impossible to describe the humor of P. G. Woodhouse. People either love it, like me, or it leaves them cold, like my husband. Lots of laughs come from using ordinary words in unexpected situations, so just repeating the words to someone doesn’t make them laugh unless they can understand the entire context. Mostly the word play is just silly but jumps out at you when you don't expect it. For example, after several instances of the pet alligator nipping people, Ambrose (or Reggie, I don't remember) asks Lottie Blossom if her alligator is safe. She answers, "Why, is someone trying to hurt him?" I barked with laughter, but that kind of thing is not for everyone.
Sometimes, of course, the lines are just funny, like the opening sentence:
Into the face of the young man who sat on the terrace of the Hotel Magnifique at Cannes there had crept a look of furtive shame, the shifty, hangdog look which announces that an Englishman is about to talk French.I think my husband is just wrong.
Are you a Wodehouse fan? What’s your favorite?
