Written by P. G. Wodehouse
Number 6 in Jeeves
Publisher: Herbert Jenkins
Genre: Humour, Classics
Original Language: English
Read from 2018-05-10 to 2018-05-12
Read in English
Review: The best and the worst thing about the Jeeves-books is exactly the same thing: you know exactly what you’re going to get. Had I picked this book up expecting to be surprised, excited, and challenged I would have been very disappointed. But I didn’t, and I wasn’t. I picked up Right Ho, Jeeves expecting the literary equivalent of a hot bath and a cup of tea. And that’s exactly what I was given.
From the first page there is that wonderful sense of the overdone Britishness, the one-liners and jokes that are delivered so effortlessly, seemingly offhandedly, but which are timed oh so perfectly. As usual with these books I laughed out loud several times, and as usual I couldn’t help but marvel at the elegance of the language used.
And there isn’t really much more to say about the book. For good or for ill it’s another book that is so stereotypically Jeeves and Woster that it becomes pointless to describe it further. The same old tropes are repeated again and again, and the plot is like an absurd Agatha Christie plot with less plausibility and fewer dead people. But none of those things are criticisms. This book is exactly what this book should be, and exactly what I wanted the book to be.
Seriously, everyone should try at least one Wodehouse book. And anyone who likes the genre and the style will have reliable literary hot baths to resort to whenever they feel they need one. Thank you, Jeeves.