Bizarrely offbeat, this book is part fantasy,
part satire and generally overall, I think, mostly literary fiction. Those familiar with the original Baron
Munchausen tales – and I refer now to the book, not the tall stories told about
the real man himself – will recognize this as much of the same, with the same
strangely vivid, visual setpieces and abstract palette, though I have to say I’m
not entirely sure why the author chose to pigeonhole himself with a direct sequel
to a literary classic; I can’t see, with such a bold and bright imagination,
why he didn’t instead simply create his own fantastic world and story. I suppose it’s easier to build a new
narrative around an established character and premise, but with that comes
expectation and perhaps creative constriction.
Furthermore, Ross Stein is a superbly talented author – highly eloquent,
articulate and undoubtedly well-educated in the English language. At first glance he would appear a worthy writer
to pick up the pen and continue the adventures, but it is hard to distance oneself
from the literary classic this appears to be unambiguously courting for the
position of sequel – or rather, in the case of most people, the somewhat unenjoyable
movie by Terry Gilliam.
The star of this book is Stein’s prose. He is wonderful to read, his words poetic,
melodic and exquisitely high-brow. That
said, the narrative itself is pretty tame.
It’s offbeat, sure, and uses the same cartoonish, surreal imagery we
have come to expect from the franchise, but the stories are not so much
reflective of the Baron’s own whimsical flair as perhaps rather more his
observations on our own contemporary world.
Without clearly defining which side of centre he falls on, the author
does seem to use this platform to tackle a few modern-day evils – hot political
topics, so to speak – but whether he does this to say his piece or simply because
it is a contemporary slant on a classic tale is not clear; in this day and age,
to be honest, the tendency is to believe the former, though I apologize if I have
done the author an injustice there.
It is fair to summarize this book as exceptionally
well written by a wonderfully gifted author, though also that it is not
necessarily my cup of tea in terms of genre and story. Its fantasy is very outlandish and abstract,
its humour perhaps observational meeting outright zany, and its stories intellectual
vignettes and snippets, rather than adventures of swashbuckling excitement and hysterical
high jinks. If you want to read a book
which is well crafted and will stimulate your mind, this might be right up your
street. If you like the offbeat stories
of Baron Munchausen, then this is indeed a worthy successor, so I suggest
giving it a go.