If you have picked up this book with the hope of finding a simple and cheery tale, I’m afraid you have picked up the wrong book altogether. the story may seem cheery at first, when the Baudelaire children spend time in the company of some interesting reptiles and a giddy uncle, but don’t be fooled. If you know anything at all about the unlucky Baudelaire children, you already know that even pleasant events lead down the same road to misery.
In fact, within the pages you now hold in your hands, the three siblings endure a car accident, a terrible smell, a deadly serpent, a long knife, a large brass reading lamp, and the re-appearance of a person they’d hoped never to see again.
I am bound to record these tragic events, but you are free to put this book back on the shelf and seek something lighter.
With all due respect,
I used to own all these books, and loved them all. They were strange and amusing and adventurous, and I would reread them all the time. Then my sister gave them away, and I think my heart broke.
Until I found a boxset of 10 of them for £20. And started rereading them again.
I may have grown up, but these books take you straight back to being a child again, and I love them just as much as before.