I think I bought Who Could That Be at This Hour because I liked the cover. (In my defense, that’s worked out for me several times in the past.) Lemony Snicket‘s name on the front didn’t hurt, either, though I only got through the first couple books in A Series of Unfortunate Events. Not that they weren’t good enough – I think I was just a bit too old for them. Which is, again, the problem.
So what that boils down to is Who Could That Be at This Hour isn’t a bad children’s book. If I was a lot younger, I’d be all over this new series of four. The same would probably go for A Series of Unfortunate Events. But alas.
This one is a mystery. I guess you could probably figure that out just by looking at the cover. It’s about a kid who Lemony Snicket named after himself (okay, after his own fictional name). Said kid is an apprentice in a company that isn’t explained thoroughly, but that attempts to return stolen items to their rightful owners – or those who claim to be the rightful owners. And that’s all I’m going to say about the plot.
Because if you’re reading my blog, you’re probably not going to read Who Could That Be at This Hour because I’d put money on your being too old to enjoy it. Or, for the high school (and possibly college) students who like to try to cheat on homework and essays by gleaning information from my blog (which probably doesn’t help much, if at all), your teacher probably didn’t assign this one.
If, however, you’re a parent of a 7-10 year old kid, by all means pick up a copy. The kid will probably love it. After I finished reading it, I thought I might even be interested enough to read the rest of them to find out what happens, but I’ve already forgotten what happened in this one, which is the real reason I provided no real summary. So: get this book for your kid, but don’t try to read it yourself. The End.
