“It had been exciting, the entire
journey, but nothing lasts forever, except possibly general stupidity.”
I bought this book because I had
already heard about it when it was for sale for £0.20 on Kindle, so I thought I
would give it a go. The title is far too long for me to keep typing it, so I
will be referring to it as ‘The Hundred-Year Old Man” from now on. People seem
to know which book you mean when you call it that, anyway.
The Hundred-Year Old Man tells
the story of Allan Karlsson – a man about to celebrate his 100th
birthday. In the beginning, Allan is sitting in his room at an old people’s
home in his slippers. He is waiting for his party to start. Journalists are
invited, as are the local dignitaries. Everyone is making a fuss, and Allan
decides he has had about enough. Given the stories title, what happens next is
utterly predictable. Allan climbs out of his window, slippers still attached,
and runs away.
What is not predictable is pretty
much everything that happens next. Allan embarks on an adventure of epic
proportions. It involves a suitcase full of money, a bus ride to nowhere, a
group of criminals, an elephant and a beauty. Allan is first suspected of being
kidnapped, and then accused by the local press of being a murderer. He locks a
man in a fridge, leaves his slippers behind and goes on the run. Well. It’s
more of a stroll. Allan can’t walk very fast.
The public, papers and police
can’t believe the stories about Allan are true. He is, after all, a hundred
year old man! But had they any idea who they were actually chasing, they would
have had very little doubt about what Allan Karlsson is capable of doing.
Accidentally, of course. Allan’s current story is interrupted every few
chapters with tales of a past that includes dinner with Chairman Mao, the
development of the atom bomb, and Albert Einstein’s stupid brother Herbert.
This book was very funny in a way
that only books can manage. Allan Karlsson is particularly hilarious. He is
written as a character who has that incredible bluntness old people possess without knowing it. I could imagine my grandparents saying some of the things
he says, and then staring at me quizzically when I laugh about it.
It was a great story, but I think
it was slightly above my intelligence level. It was like ‘Forrest Gump’ for
clever people. Though I laughed out loud several times, I am certain that I
missed a lot of the irony. I just don’t know enough about key events in the
twentieth century.
It is slightly predictable in
parts, once you have reached the gist that anything can happen to Allan
Karlsson, but it was obviously written that way. I was suitably satisfied with
the ending. Everything was tied-up as it should be.
This book is perfect for people who love history and
read for entertainment, but suitably enjoyable for all if you happen to stumble
across it.
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