The first entry in the Diary of a Wimpy Kid series came out in 2007, when I was almost twelve years old — meaning I was a part of the target audience. I'll never forget buying that one at my school's book fair, taking it home, and laughing aloud at the antics of Greg Heffley, his family, and his best friend Rowley. I'd never read anything like it!
Skip to the present day. I am now almost twenty-one, and I still buy these books on release day. Sure, I've grown out of them . . . They are a guilty pleasure of mine, nothing more or less. And they still make me laugh (though not quite as frequently these days, I am sad to say).
Like every other book in the Wimpy Kid series, the pace in this book is frenetic and the characters are engaging, amusing, and endlessly relatable. The humor felt a bit more stale here than in Kinney's other releases, and this story suffers a lot from lack of an overarching theme, but it's okay. They can't all be winners.
The Wimpy Kid books are certainly written with elementary and middle schoolers in mind, but I still enjoy them. Is that my nostalgia talking? Possibly. Probably. Ah, well. I spent seven bucks and change on this, and I don't regret it. It was nice to be taken away to Greg Heffley's world once more. These books are perfect for young readers, or adults willing to embrace their childish side for a few hours. I didn't love this one, but I certainly liked it.