NPR Choice pageLittle, Brown. One man? Entirely plausible. But what of Wooster, Bertie Wooster — that blithe, hapless and unfailingly preux English gent dreamed up by P. Wodehouse in ? With the help of his brainy, discerning valet, Jeeves, Bertie had been dodging sartorial disasters and rogue matrimonial engagements for decades before Bond ordered his first martini.
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Storm clouds loom over Europe. Treason is afoot in the highest social circles. The very security of the nation is in peril. Jeeves, it transpires, has long been an agent of British Intelligence, but now His Majesty's Government must turn to the one man who can help. Bertie Wooster. The footnotes are a joy of misplaced erudition. More of the same, please.
It is a truth universally acknowledged that when the creator of a famous character or characters hands in the dinner pail, up pop other scribes eager to cash in on sequels featuring said creations. And in Faulks indulged in another bit of literary resurrectionism with Jeeves and the Wedding Bells , an effort scoring nine out of 10 with myself, and other fans I quizzed at the time. Treason is afoot in the highest social circles. The very security of the nation is in peril. Bertie Wooster. The plot, let it be said, is of an intricacy worthy of the master. The odious R Spode, and his black shorts, get their comeuppance.
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He will continue to release future generations from captivity that may be more irksome than our own. The stakes are high. Fond pastiche or parody? A novel or a novelty? The challenges are considerable, for Wodehouse was possessed of what one might justifiably describe as a unique prose style — loose, allusive, zippy, zingy, packed full of slang and overflowing with elaborate metaphors and similes, not to mention endless puns, wordplay and wisecracks.