“The Flying Troutmans”March 17, 2009 at 9:32 pm | Posted in Fiction | 4 Comments
I loved this book. I read it with a face-splitting grin. I felt immediately that the characters could have been members of my family (though, if you’ve met them, you might not consider this a strong selling point).
Miriam Toews is on my hit-list for going back and reading everything else she ever wrote. I liked The Flying Troutmans so much I had a momentary impulse to carry it around and memorize it.
This is one of those books like Downtown Owl that is full of quirky characters and random, inspired conversations, but “light on plot.” At least, that’s what those pesky one-star Amazon critics say. Personally, I’ve always been suspicious of plot-driven narrative anyway, but I thought this book had more plot than, say, my own life. It’s a funny book about sad things. The dialogue does what I prefer it to do, which is to sound like real people talk. It could, and should, drop directly into an indie-movie script.
It’s under 300 pages, too, so why are you still reading this instead of going out and grabbing The Flying Troutmans?