More farcical crimebusting from Hiaasen, this time involving an inept plastic surgeon and a seven foot goon with a skin condition and one hand replaced by a strimmer. Daft entertainment, tightly plotted with a good ear for style and the occasional burst of more writerly prose when Hiaasen gives himself a rare, brief break from serving the relentlessly purposeful amusement he's constructing. Better than Basket Case, not as good as Sick Puppy.
This second volume in Holmes' masterly biography of Coleridge continues to bring to life the poet in all his genius, unstoppable talk and unbearable unreliability. Holmes animates for us the scudding play of light and shade across Coleridge's life, richly filling out his triumphs and sorrows, and opening the door to those of us who may have been less familiar with it, to Coleridge's critical and political writings.Holmes never lets the action stand still. Even Coleridge's most desperate times and laconic lapses form part of the continuous tumult of his life. One is swept along emotionally by Holmes' handling, which is never sentimental, but which always turns a solicitous critical eye upon his subject. At the end, surrounded by the shapes of what he might have achieved, Coleridge can turn and look down on the vista of what he actually did: more than enough. That Holmes can take us on the rollercoaster journey of Coleridge's dreams and schemes and failures, and bring us to the end with a sense of Coleridge's legacy despite all this, marks another triumph for Holmes as one of our foremost biographers.A fantastic book, filled with insight and asides, and generative of thought and reflection in the reader on many levels. More than the story of Coleridge's life, it captures our interest in Coleridge's thought, feeling and philosophy with a vivid dance of detail that recalls Coleridge's own captivating speech.