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Grange, Florida, is famous for its miracles--the weeping fiberglass Madonna, the Road-Stain Jesus, the stigmata man. And now it has JoLayne Lucks, unlikely winner of the state lottery. Unfortunately, JoLayne's winning ticket isn't the only one. The other belongs to Bodean Gazzer and his raunchy sidekick, Chub, who believe they're entitled to the whole $28 million jackpot. And they need it quickly, to start their own underground militia before NATO troops invade America. But JoLayne Lucks has her own plans for the Lotto money--an Eden-like forest in Grange must be saved from strip-malling. When Bode and Chub brutally assault her and steal her ticket, JoLayne vows to track them down, take it back--and get revenge. The only one who can help is Tom Krome, a big-city investigative journalist now bitterly consigned to writing frothy features for a midsized central Florida newspaper. With a persuasive nudge from JoLayne, Krome is about to become part of a story that's bigger and more bizarre than anything he's ever covered. Chasing two heavily armed psychopaths down the coast of Florida is reckless enough, but Tom's got other problems--the murderous attention of a jealous judge; an actress wife who turns fugitive to avoid divorce court; an editor who speaks in tongues; and Tom's own growing fondness for the future millionairess with whom he's risking his neck. The pursuit takes them from the surreal streets of Grange to a buzzard-infested island deep in Florida Bay, where they finally catch up with the fledgling militia--Chub, Bode Gazzer, a newly recruited convenience-store clerk and their baffled hostage, a Hooters waitress. The climax explodes with the hilarious mayhem that is Carl Hiaasen's hallmark. Lucky You is his funniest, most deliriously gripping novel yet.… (more)
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As expected, this one goes over the top, but I could accept that here. The book is very funny. Jo Layne,
Along the way, we meet lots of other exotic characters: the town of Grange is on the tourist route for Christian fundamentalists, so we meet a man and his wife who maintain a weeping Madonna in their front yard, perfumed tears and all. There's the woman who maintains the image of Christ which miraculously appeared on the highway from oil drippings. There's the man who maintains the "stigmata" on his palms with Crisco, and the newspaper editor who falls under the spell of the cooters and starts talking in tongues. The "straight" character, a newspaper reporter along for the ride to help Jo Layne has his house firebombed by the corrupt judge whose wife he was having an affair with. And along the way, Bode and Chubb, to their great detriment, fall in love with a Hooter's waitress, and decide to kidnap here and take her along for the ride. She turns out to be another woman, like Jo Layne, they didn't reckon on being aeons smarter than them.
This was laugh out loud funny. I wouldn't want a steady diet of Carl Hiaasen, but I thoroughly enjoyed this.
Recommended.
3 stars
The other half of the lottery winnings belong to Bode Grazzer, a short man convinced NATO forces are lining up in the Bahamas ready to invade America, and his sidekick Chub, a paint-sniffing wannabe mercenary. Chub and Bode, needing money to begin their own supremacist organization so they can defend the white man when America is invaded, decide to steal the other lottery ticket. They break into JoLayne’s home, beat her up and take off with the ticket. On the way to the lottery office, they recruit a convenience store clerk known for his lack of cognitive abilities and take hostage a Hooters waitress Chub has fallen in love with.
To JoLayne’s aid comes Tom Krome, an embittered former investigative reporter now working for a small newspaper covering social events. Tom’s editor sends him to Grange to write a story about the lottery winner, but before he even pulls out his notepad, Tom finds himself in cahoots with JoLayne and hot on the trail of Bode and Chub. All six end up on a small island in Florida Bay, where a confrontation develops over the two lottery tickets and where two will remain behind forever.
Carl Hiaasen is a master at developing wacky characters and zany plots and dialogue that will leave the reader in stitches throughout the entire book. This is a book all readers will enjoy as they follow the madcap antics of these screwball characters.
Ya gotta love a story about a lottery winner who plays the same numbers every week, each number representing “an age at which she had jettisoned a burdensome man.”
As usual there are the quirky characters, multiple converging plots, and more then a few
fanatics, like the Weeping Virgin Mother (with twice daily performances for
the pilgrims) and the Oil Stain Jesus out on the county blacktop. But
nothing much newsworthy ever happens there until one fateful Saturday night.
JoLayne Lucks is the beautiful black vet's assistant who plays the same six
numbers every week in the state lottery and on this particular Saturday
realizes that she has one of two winning lottery tickets each worth a cool
$14 million. Her dream is to spend it rescuing a local plot of swampland
from a strip mall developer. Bodean Gazzer and his redneck buddy, Chubb, are
the founding members of a home-grown White Supremacy militia they've called
The White Clarion Aryans, and this unlikely pair hold the other winning
ticket, and they want the whole $28 million. Afire with paramilitary fervor,
Bode and Chubb need the cash to bankroll the start-up of the White Clarion
Aryans before NATO takes over America with heavily armed paratroopers coming
in from the Bahamas. In a burst of uncharacteristic deductive reasoning,
they figure out who has the other ticket and drive down from the Tampa Bay
area to steal it. They break in and beat JoLayne and steal her ticket, but
before they can cash it she mounts a hot pursuit with the help of local
journalist Tom Krome. As they chase Bode, Chubb and a kidnapped Hooter's
waitress through the swamps and sleazy dives, dodging bullets and local
religious fanatics, Tom and JoLayne leave a wake of mayhem and hilarity.
I just love Hiaasen's books. There's nothing quite like them for pure
unadulterated escapism. The descriptions of the ridiculous bad guys, the
completely cockamamie ideas and unlikely outcomes never fail to entertain
me. I've read nearly all of his books and I have to admit that I'd be hard
pressed to try to pick a favorite, they are all just so delicious. This one
cracked me up several times, drawing stares from my family. Nobody writes
a more satisfying end to such wonderful tales as Hiaasen. This one gets a
high 5.
JoLayne Lucks wins the lottery and dreams of saving land destined to become a jungle ruin in mid-Florida. However, before she can collect her winnings, two men brutally beat her up and take the ticket. Enlisting the aid
Zany characters in a Bible-Belt town where all sorts of human-derived "miracles" happen, Hiaasen again reminds us that Florida needs saving. He does this in a witty,humorous style that keeps the reader entertained as well as enlightened. Fans will not be disappointed and new readers will have found a new friend.
Tom is the reporter assigned to do a puff piece on her, just before he leaves his lover's husband has his house shot up, so there's really nothing for him to go back to.
A fun romp and better, for me at least, than Stormy weather, but quite similar in feel. Hiaasen has no patience with fools and it shows.
This is Hiaasen at his best. The novel is full of quirky (or downright insane) characters – a man who drills his own stigmata in order to get donations from the faithful, a woman who is “married” to the oil stain on the highway that looks “just like Jesus,” an assistant managing editor who begins speaking in tongues when he encounters a dozen baby turtles near a “weeping” statue of the Virgin Mary. And these are the good guys!
Throw in a little love interest, more than a few guns, the help of a mysterious federal agent, three co-conspirators who haven’t one brain between them, and two women who are far smarter than the criminals, and you have a recipe for a fast, enjoyable romp through the Florida landscape.
Hiaasen does a tremendous job though portraying all the nutcases in the US and particularly Florida, no shortage of material when they constitute half the population of the former and an even greater percentage of the latter. The good, the bad, and the oh-so very ugly, he will make you laugh when really you should be crying.
Recommended reading.