Series: Jeeves #6
Publisher: Herbert Jenkins
Released: October 5, 1934
Follow the adventures of Bertie Wooster and his gentleman’s gentleman, Jeeves, in this stunning new edition of one of the greatest comic novels in the English language. Bertie must deal with the Market Snodsbury Grammar School prize giving, the broken engagement of his cousin Angela, the wooing of Madeline Bassett by Gussie Fink-Nottle, and the resignation of Anatole, the genius chef. Will he prevail? Only with the aid of Jeeves!
The best and the worst thing about the Jeeves-books is exactly the same thing: you know exactly what you’re going to get. Had I picked this book up expecting to be surprised, excited, and challenged I would have been very disappointed. But I didn’t, and I wasn’t. I picked up Right Ho, Jeeves expecting the literary equivalent of a hot bath and a cup of tea. And that’s exactly what I was given.
From the first page there is that wonderful sense of the overdone Britishness, the one-liners and jokes that are delivered so effortlessly, seemingly offhandedly, but which are timed oh so perfectly. As usual with these books I laughed out loud several times, and as usual I couldn’t help but marvel at the elegance of the language used.
And there isn’t really much more to say about the book. For good or for ill it’s another book that is so stereotypically Jeeves and Woster that it becomes pointless to describe it further. The same old tropes are repeated again and again, and the plot is like an absurd Agatha Christie plot with less plausibility and fewer dead people. But none of those things are criticisms. This book is exactly what this book should be, and exactly what I wanted the book to be.
Seriously, everyone should try at least one Wodehouse book. And anyone who likes the genre and the style will have reliable literary hot baths to resort to whenever they feel they need one. Thank you, Jeeves.