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If you ask most writers which writer (other than themselves, of course) they most admire, they�ll come up with names like Shakespeare or Dostoevsky or someone equally dead. You know�authors whose work was so confusing that even the Cliffs Notes were impossible to understand. My answer, on the other hand, is always Dave Barry (and then I�ll say something involving the word �butt� and giggle).
But I�ll admit that I was a bit nervous when I heard that Dave was writing a novel. Sure, I love Dave�s work, but I tend to read it in small chunks. Would a novel full of Dave�s childish one-liners be too much to handle?
So I proceeded with caution�and I was pleasantly surprised. In Big Trouble, a different side of Dave Barry comes through loud and clear�and Dave shows that, while he�s still a perpetual ten-year-old, he can tone it down enough to write an incredible story that just so happens to be hilarious, too.
Big Trouble is so complex�and so well-done. There are at least 42 different plot lines that connect perfectly to create an outrageous story involving a couple of hit men, two Russians who sell weapons out of a run-down bar, a homeless guy, an embezzler, a down-on-his-luck advertising guy, two cops, a detective, two FBI agents, two kids with squirt guns, a couple of small-time crooks, an evil toad, and Elizabeth Dole. The only thing I can say about it all is: only in Miami...
Hard to explain? Yes. Hard to read? Not at all. This book is one that you won�t be able to put down until you�ve read the whole thing (twice).
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