Review: My Man Jeeves, by P.G. Wodehouse
My mother was a big P.G. Wodehouse fan, but somehow I managed to not read these during her lifetime. So I figured I would give Wodehouse a chance now. I’m not sure how much further I will go with this reading project, but I will give it a fair try.
My Man Jeeves is the first book in the series, and contains eight stories, providing a good introduction to the relationship between Bertie Wooster and his “man” Jeeves.
In story after story, Wooster requests Jeeves to solve a problem, and the solutions invariably go awry. Despite this, Bertie maintains the utmost respect for Jeeves’ ideas and abilities.
One caveat: these stories are rather Ed”mannered,” — witty, rather than humorous — as this seems to be a common style for fiction if this era.
In light of that, I would recommend it for those folks who like Jane Austen, Tasha Alexander, Edgar Allan Poe, F. Scott Fitzgerald, and other such writers.