Holes Falls Into Its Own Deep Hole of Greatness
Published Wednesday, February 13, 2008 by T-Man | E-mail this post
I hate digging holes! Thankfully, no one’s ever made me dig one! But that’s not the case at Camp Green Lake… (Oh, and just so ya know, this is a review for the book, not the movie. I love the movie, too, though.)
So, let’s begin with Stanley Yelnats (notice his last name is his first name spelled backwards), a lower middle-class boy who was walking in the street one day when…AWFUL-SMELLING SNEAKERS BEGIN FALLING FROM THE SKY!!! ZOMG!!!!! But it turns out they were the sneakers of famous baseball player “Sweet Feet” Clyde Livingston (whose feet apparently don’t SMELL so sweet), so Stanley, who had unknowingly begun to take them to his father (who was working on a way to recycle sneakers), was taken to court. His parents couldn’t afford a lawyer, and thought he would just tell the truth. Unfortunately for Stanley, the truth wasn’t very credible, and he was given two options: go to jail, or spend eighteen months at Camp Green Lake. Stanley, having never been to camp before, chose Camp Green Lake.
Did he make the right choice?
You would think that the name “Camp Green Lake” would imply that there is a lake there, right? Wrong. It’s actually the arid remains of a dried-up lake…and a dried-up town, too. Now, the only things living there are rattlesnakes, yellow-spotted lizards, Mr. Sir (yes…Mr. Sir), the Warden, Mr. Pendanski, (a camp counselor, and there are probably others, too, but he’s the only one mentioned since every Group has a counselor and Stanley is in Group D) and the temporary settlement of a group juveniles who have broken the law in various ways. Now, how does Camp Green Lake work as far as reforming children goes? Digging holes all day in the hot sun. Five feet deep, five feet wide. Of course, if any of them find something, they should report it to either Mr. Sir or Mr. Pendanski and if the Warden likes it, they get the entire day off. But once Stanley finds something and gives it to one of his delinquent buddies, it becomes clear that they’re not digging holes just as punishment--it’s that, and obviously, the Warden is trying to find something, but what?
And that’s just what you’ll find out when you read the book.
Final Word: Awesome! It’s not as good as Eragon, but it’s one of my favorite books nonetheless.
Coming Up Next… Look out for my review of the Virtual Console version of Super Metroid.
So, let’s begin with Stanley Yelnats (notice his last name is his first name spelled backwards), a lower middle-class boy who was walking in the street one day when…AWFUL-SMELLING SNEAKERS BEGIN FALLING FROM THE SKY!!! ZOMG!!!!! But it turns out they were the sneakers of famous baseball player “Sweet Feet” Clyde Livingston (whose feet apparently don’t SMELL so sweet), so Stanley, who had unknowingly begun to take them to his father (who was working on a way to recycle sneakers), was taken to court. His parents couldn’t afford a lawyer, and thought he would just tell the truth. Unfortunately for Stanley, the truth wasn’t very credible, and he was given two options: go to jail, or spend eighteen months at Camp Green Lake. Stanley, having never been to camp before, chose Camp Green Lake.
Did he make the right choice?
You would think that the name “Camp Green Lake” would imply that there is a lake there, right? Wrong. It’s actually the arid remains of a dried-up lake…and a dried-up town, too. Now, the only things living there are rattlesnakes, yellow-spotted lizards, Mr. Sir (yes…Mr. Sir), the Warden, Mr. Pendanski, (a camp counselor, and there are probably others, too, but he’s the only one mentioned since every Group has a counselor and Stanley is in Group D) and the temporary settlement of a group juveniles who have broken the law in various ways. Now, how does Camp Green Lake work as far as reforming children goes? Digging holes all day in the hot sun. Five feet deep, five feet wide. Of course, if any of them find something, they should report it to either Mr. Sir or Mr. Pendanski and if the Warden likes it, they get the entire day off. But once Stanley finds something and gives it to one of his delinquent buddies, it becomes clear that they’re not digging holes just as punishment--it’s that, and obviously, the Warden is trying to find something, but what?
And that’s just what you’ll find out when you read the book.
Final Word: Awesome! It’s not as good as Eragon, but it’s one of my favorite books nonetheless.
Coming Up Next… Look out for my review of the Virtual Console version of Super Metroid.
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