Jitterbug Perfume by Tom Robbins

Jitterbug Perfume (New Fiction S.)

by Tom Robbins

Jitterbug Perfume is an epic. Which is to say, it begins in the forests of ancient Bohemia and doesn't conclude until nine o'clock tonight [Paris time]. It is a saga, as well. A saga must have a hero, and the hero of this one is a janitor with a missing bottle. The bottle is blue, very, very old, and embossed with the image of a goat-horned god. If the liquid in the bottle is actually the secret essence of the universe, as some folks seem to think, it had better be discovered soon because it is leaking and there is only a drop of two left.

Reviewed by clementine on

3 of 5 stars

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Hmm, this one took me a long time to read despite not being particularly long. I didn't find it especially tedious while reading it; I just didn't always feel inspired to pick it up. It's so uneven for me - sometimes I loved the playful writing, sometimes I found the metaphors completely overwrought. The plot is great and I think it came together brilliantly at the end, but it dragged a bit in the middle for me and I'm iffy on the hints of Orientalism and the blatant sexualization of women of colour. I was getting hints of Vonnegut here, though Robbins' prose was a lot less to-the-point. I can see why people love this one (though it may not have aged terribly well...), but it fell short of perfect for me.

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