Very few writers can make me laugh out loud. Dave Barry is one of them. I spent the last couple of days reading his latest, Insane City (#270) and thinking that the comedians of America must be so grateful for the material that could only come from Florida, and in this case, Miami in particular.
What could be a more perfect place to have your destination wedding than in sunny Florida? And since Seth Weinstein is marrying the perfect woman, and this is what Tina wants, he assumes everything will go along just swimmingly since her parents have more money than God. He couldn't be more wrong. His Groom Posse doesn't even wait until they get to Florida to pull their first prank on Seth. From there it's downhill as he manages to lose his luggage (with the custom-made wedding ring) and the Groom Posse, run afoul of an angry stripper and her gigantic manager (and he had specifically told Marty "No strippers!!!), alienate even further his soon-to-be in-laws, become involved with some desperate Haitian refugees and royally piss off his bride-to-be, Oh, and did I mention the albino python and the two hundred fifty pound orangutan with a yen for the ladies? And could Seth really be responsible for interfering with his father-in-law's strategic social move to join the ultra secretive and powerful Gang of Six? Can true love possibly triumph?
Insane City is a novel packed with an assortment of zany characters, a suspenseful story line, and twists and turns that you may see coming, but you won't care, because the ride is so much fun. And reading about it is much safer than being there!
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