By Morley Torgov, 2012
Sadly, the execution of this conception is pretty awful. I
was well into the story before I asked myself, Is this supposed to be comical? And
I decided that it couldn’t be. The story seemed so ridiculous that it couldn’t
be serious, but it seemed too earnest and clumsy to be humour. Later, reading
on the book cover that Torgov won the Leacock award for humour for another book,
I concluded that I was wrong: it is supposed to be comical, although it’s still
not funny.
Humour is a personal thing, so perhaps it’s humorous for
other readers. But the characters are also stereotyped and unbelievable, the sex
scenes are gratuitous, the conclusion is contrived. Torgov tells us the facts
to move the plot along, but doesn’t show them in his writing. He sticks bits of
background into the narrative as if he needed to pad the scenes, but doesn’t create
the atmosphere to make them fit in. The characters are illogical puppets who
act to suit the plot, but have nothing interesting about them.