Fun -- for a bit (there's a chomp joke in there somewhere). Hiaasen hits the right notes humor-wise in this Steve Irwinesque takeoff of a prima donna phoney Aussie hosting a reality wildlife survival show. His name is Derek Badger and he isn't the best thing about this novel by any means. Unfortunately, just when you think he's as bad as it gets, ANOTHER caricature (um, CHARACTER, I mean... I think) snatches defeat from the gator jaws of infamy by taking his place.
What's to like: the Mickey Cray character, a wildlife rustler hired to help the incompetent Badger during his Everglades show. Ditto his son, Wahoo. And most especially Hiaasen's sense of humor. There's some good badinage here, many of them Mickey C. put-down lines at the expense of Derek B. with gentle readers cheering him on.
What's not to like: the plot. This may be the kiss of death for a YA book, plot being the lifeblood of most of them, but it's so over-the-top and Badger grows so wearisome that it's more automatic pilot than reader flipping pages in hopes of hitting more funny lines. Hiaasen chooses to play an unadvised card, however, when Wahoo's friend, Tuna, a girl who is beaten by her drunken father, joins the troops. This is a bad move because eventually Tuna's father decides to give chase (makes no sense, given his love affair with the bottle) while bearing booze, a gun, and a whole lot of trite, bad-guy lines that we've seen in too many B-grade movies and TV shows over the years.
The lame plot limps home from the moment this stereo-ain't-the-typical-for-it comes on, one dreary scene after another, gun held on people, formulaic threats spewing, blah blah blah until the reader cries "Uncle!" among other things. Hiaasen's plot either shows laziness or disrespect for young readers or both.