Sick Puppy
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When Palmer Stoat notices a pickup truck tailgaiting him down the highway, he fears his Range Drifter is about to be carjacked. But Twilly Bender, the man driving the truck, has vengeance, not carjacking, on his mind. Idealistic, independently wealthy, and pathologically fleeting-tempered, Bender has dedicated his life to saving scenery. And after watching Stoat dump a trail of litter along Florida’s turnpike, Bender is determined to teach him a lesson by filling his precious Drifter with hungry dung beetles. This would have been the end had Bender not discoverred that Stoat is one of Florida’s most notorious political fixers, whose latest project is the greedy “malling” of a pristine Gulf Coast island.
Now the real Hiaasen-style fun starts. . . Dognapping eco-terrorists, bogus huge-time hunters, a Republicans-only hooker, an infamous ex-administrator who’s gone back to scenery, thousands of singing toads and a Labrador retriever greater than the sum of his Labrador parts — these are only some of the denizens of Carl Hiaasen’s outrageously amusing new novel.Brilliantly twisted entertainment wrapped around a powerful ecological plea, Sick Puppy gleefully lives up to its title and gives us Hiaasen at his riotous and muckraking best.Amazon.com Review
Carl Hiaasen’s characters ride and flail on small verbal hurricanes, and his literary storm shows no signs of dying down. Sick Puppy shares Dave Barry’s giddy gift for finding humor in South Florida horrors, and a bit of Elmore Leonard’s genius for pitch-perfect dialogue spouted smartly by criminals who are dumb as stumps. The title of Hiaasen’s eighth novel could apply to most of its characters, but it chiefly refers to an fun Labrador retriever named Boodle and the millionaire eco-terrorist Twilly Bender. Let’s just say that Twilly has a singular affliction: poor rage management in the face of environmental irresponsibility. When he spots Boodle’s owner, Palmer Stoat, tossing litter from a car, Twilly goes to Stoat’s home and removes the glass eyeballs from the animals that the bloated lobbyist had shot and mounted on his walls. Boodle gulps down the eyeballs, sustaining no tiny amount of digestive difficulties.
Soon Boodle and Stoat’s wife, Desie, are fugitives from Florida’s scenery despoilers (who include the Administrator, a “gladhanding maggot,” the amusingly slimy Stoat, the human bulldozer Krimmler, the cocaine-importer-turned-developer Clapley, and the hit man Mr. Cut, who’s fond of sex with multiple beach bimbos in iguana-skin sex harnesses to the tunes of The World’s Most Blood Curdling Urgent situation Calls). Desie, who has a knack for calamitous romance, is smitten with Twilly, but urges him not to kill any litterbugs or pelican molesters: “Jail would not be excellent for this relationship.” What keeps pure farce at bay in a novel that romps with the abandon of a scent-crazed Labrador is the otherwise charming Twilly’s creepy edge of implacable fanaticism. And what redeems the amusing/hideous violence from cliché is its colorful terrible guys (they’re as iridescent as oil slicks), Hiaasen’s brilliant wit, and the composition of his prose. To evoke a drunk asleep on the beach, he adds a spicy detail: “a glassy stellate dollop of seagull shit decorated his forehead.”
Hiaasen is not unflawed. His original eco-terrorist character, ex-Florida administrator Clinton “Skink” Tyree, seems like an interloper from the earlier books. But Hiaasen’s the master of madcap ensembles (which is partly why the star-vehicle film of his fine book Strip Tease flopped). And even when you can see a chase scene’s denouement coming for a beachfront mile, each paragraph packs descriptive delights to keep you going at breakneck pace. –Tim Appelo
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NOT FUN. NOT FUNNY. PREACHY. DISGUSTING. IF YOU WONDER WHY PEOPLE ARE GIVING IT GOOD REVIEWS READ “THE FOUNTAINHEAD” AND FIND OUT WHY PEOPLE GAVE GOOD REVIEWS TO THE GALLANT GALLSTONE. IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT I DID WITH MY COPY FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GALLANT GALLSTONE AND YOU WILL GET THE IDEA. YOU SEE I DIDN’T WANT TO CONTRIBUTE TO THE POLLUTION OF THE HUMAN MIND.
Reader’s Rating: 1 / 5
Is it just me or was the humor in this book particularly sadistic? Giving Hiaasen the benefit of the doubt on that point (I’m not particularly fond of the glow-by-a-rhino-horn-as-humor genre), I’m having distress finding a single redeeming quality in this book.
Excellent muckraking is above all realistic. I grew up in Florida. Developers there (anywhere?) aren’t known for their commitment to environmental preservation, but this book just reeks of knee-jerk fanaticism. There’s as much subtlety here as being hit in the head with a hammer.
I couldn’t even work up a tear for all the poor small frogs he bulldozed.
Reader’s Rating: 1 / 5
You have the reviews for CH’s “Sick Puppy” under the CH title, “Basket Case.” I’d like to read some of the reviews for BC. Please right this faux pas. Having not read SP, I’ve no additional comments.
Reader’s Rating: 1 / 5
A miserable read! Thought he was kidding with the enviro-nut spin in the 1st 10 pages, but it kept getting worse. The celebrated characters are criminals, and the romantic interlopers are a pair composed of an unbathed deadbeat living off inheritance (obviously wouldn’t know economics) and a cheating wife (who also had not clue about economics).
More nauseating than the most left-wing paraphernalia you can buy in the free world (but maybe you could get worse in Cuba or China; maybe France).
I can read a book every 1 – 2 nights, but it’s been over a week and I can’t end this piece of rot. Rare that I place a book down lacking finishing, but I’ve had pushishment enough already.
MISERABLE!
Reader’s Rating: 1 / 5
I reflect the sick puppy is the leader.
Reader’s Rating: 1 / 5