Beatrice the Bassoon, Bonnie the Badass Motorbike, Auggie the Corgi Dog. These are some of the beloved transitional objects that help some of the main players in this dramedy endure some kind of personal trial or tragedy. I mention these up front because, if nothing else, I want to make sure to point out that this book really has heart. There is a warmth, emotion, and passion in this unusual novel that, though it was not my usual cup of tea, won me over, led me to care about the characters (and their transitional objects/tragedies/trials), left me moved in the end, and led me to bump it up to a 4 from a 3.5 rating.
What other reviews indicate is correct: if the three witches in Macbeth were brewing up this book in their kettle, they'd be adding ingredients like DVD of The Shining, VHS of 101 Dalmations, Collected Works of Agatha Christie, and DVR containing the entire run of Glee. This isn't a bad thing; the book, um, "gleefully" nods to all its pop culture sources and synthesizes them into something pretty new. I compare some books to Wes Anderson films sometimes - for me, this is always a compliment - and I'd make that comparison here too. There are exotic mouldering old sets (lots of retro 80s and 90s goodness) and eccentric characters. There are themes of being an orphan, a prodigy, a conspirator, an heir or protégée, a young old soul, of sexual awakening and adolescence, of curses and fortune telling, of parent/child (or sibling) separation and reunion.
Another success of this book is that several of its intricate plot threads lead to an authentic surprise (at least for me). There were some little twists and turns and character-related revelations that I truly didn't expect, and this was fun. I also appreciated this book for being a totally different type of novel about adolescent characters than the kind of crap we often see lately.
All those positive words being said - the book IS pretty wacky, an acquired taste for sure. Reading this book for me was akin to the experience of going to see a ballet for the first time - say, a trippier ballet, like The Nutcracker - as an adult, and as an adult who doesn't like ballet. But it happens to be, like, the top, Top performance of The Nutcracker, and despite the weirdness and unfamiliarity, you are still able to discern that. So at the end, you're like, "OK. That was kind of effed up, and perhaps not really to my liking, but nonetheless: Bravo."
Or - Put another way - I'm not a fan of classical music, but I put it on for my own dog during thunderstorms, and although I often find it annoying to listen to, I still often think, "Wow. Respect." This book was not annoying to me, but it was more like a feat of unique skill that I respected rather than something I exactly enjoyed. (If you do enjoy classical music, you may truly love this book; music is central and there are many powerful descriptions of the passion involved in hearing, playing, and conducting music.)
So why not a higher rating? Well, for me, one of the primary flaws was a particularly Cruella de Ville caricature of a villain who is pretty important to the plot. This villain is supposed to be a total sociopath, and this novel is not exactly a work of realism, but nonetheless, this character was still too simultaneously flat and exaggerated and just didn't work for me. Also, as I said, the book is a little heavily plotted for my taste (although well and impressively executed) and dragged on for a touch too long at the end, with a finale that gets pretty histrionic (again, think of classical music, perhaps at its more over the top moments - like Bugs Bunny singing opera in drag).
But despite its lack of subtlety, the book was heartwarming, vivid, creative, well written, and an overall entertaining diversion from the typical. Kate Racculia can write, and I'm not sorry at all that I read this!