Monday, February 1, 2010

The Masqueraders - Georgette Heyer

Heyer!  You are a fount of easy, fabulous reads!  I will be taking you to the beach with me from now on, you wacky dame.

So.  Robin and his sister Prudence wander into high society after a childhood/teens/early-twenties-in-Prudence's-case of adventuring, except that for absolutely no discernible reason whatsoever, they both go about as the opposite sex (ok, Robin is an escaped Jacobite and going as a woman is a clever disguise and one unlikely to be uncovered in this era [the era in which there were Jacobites, i.e. 1745], but Prudence as a man is completely unnecessary [although if Robin is going to be traveling around in petticoats he could use a male escort, so I guess it makes sense from a practical standpoint {but for actually, the reason is to allow hilarity to ensue}]). 

Hilarity ensues!  Robin and Prudence, as Kate and Peter (respectively), rescue the lovely heiress Letty, who is having Eloper's Remorse.  With the help of her lately-arrived family friend Anthony, they restore her to her worried papa.  In short order, Robin/Kate becomes very special friends with Letty, and Prudence/Peter is taken under Anthony's manly wing, and everybody falls in love with everybody because this is a regency romance.  Also, somewhere in there Robin and Prudence's conniving father is trying to get himself named Viscount, but that's sort of not the point of anything.  ROMANCE!

And the romantic shiz is remarkably free from ickiness.  This I can read, as it is mostly just people zinging other people, and then sometimes proposing and protesting.  My fears have been allayed: Heyer's romances are not awful.  However, however, despite the zany premise, it lacked the delightful looniness that so endeared me to Death in the StocksStocks is CHOCK FULL of winsome wtf-ery, whereas Masqueraders is maybe eight-ninths full.  Maybe the other ninth is the romance, I 'unno.

But the dialogue is smart and the adventures are completely nonsensical but somehow totally believable and the heaps of passive voice and 'egads's can be chalked either up to an attempt at historical tone or to this being only Heyer's 3rd novel.

Eight caterpillars.
Requisite ass-covering:
Thanks, Sourcebooks!

5 comments:

  1. This is not my favorite Heyer, but I do like the hilarity that ensues in it :-) If you liked this one, you might like The Talisman Ring, too- I highly recommend that one!

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  2. Romances aren't inherently awful, *lol* Some are very VERY good, but like the girl in the nursery rhyme, when they are bad they are horrid.

    I dare you read The Prince of Midnight by Laura Kinsale and not enjoy the hell out of it.

    As for Heyer, I'm looking forward to reading "Powder & Patch" next, which is a man-makeover story where the dude puts on wigs and makeup and high heels to impress his lady (it's the 1700s where this stuff is allowed).

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  3. I don't know...it takes a pretty sharp romance to keep me out of the barf bag. I HAVE heard lovely things about Heyer though, so I will have to give her a go at some point.

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  4. This sounds very much like a Shakespeare play I read once, but I can't remember the title. Regardless, the point is to be ENTERTAINED. So, everybody wins, I guess.

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  5. I just discovered Heyer this year, and I agree! She is 100% beachariffic. I would love to read a bio of her because I bet she was awesome in her non-writerly life, too.

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