Swallowing a Donkey's Eye
Overview - Join Farm today It's only six years of your life Farm is the mega-conglomerate food supplier for City, populated with rabidly bureaucratic superiors, antagonistic and sexually deviant tour guides dressed in chicken and duck suits, and farm animals illegally engineered for silence. Read more...
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More About Swallowing a Donkey's Eye by Paul Tremblay; Susanne Apgar
Join Farm today It's only six years of your life Farm is the mega-conglomerate food supplier for City, populated with rabidly bureaucratic superiors, antagonistic and sexually deviant tour guides dressed in chicken and duck suits, and farm animals illegally engineered for silence. City is sprawling, technocratic, and rests hundreds of feet above the coastline on the creaking shoulders of a giant wooden pier. When the narrator's single mother, whom he left behind in City, falls out of contact, he fears the worst: his mother is homeless and subsequently to be deported under City to the Pier. On his desperate search to find his mother, he encounters ecoterrorists wearing plush animal suits, an election that hangs in the balance as the City's all-powerful Mayor is infatuated with magic refrigerators and outlaw campaigns, and a wise-cracking, over-sexed priest who may or may not have ESP, but who is most certainly his deadbeat dad. Whether rebelling against the regimented and ridiculous nature of Farm life, exploring the all-too-familiar and consumer-obsessed world of City, experiencing the all-too-real suffering of the homeless in Pier, or confronting the secrets of his own childhood, Swallowing a Donkey's Eye's narrator is a hilarious, neurotic, and rage-filled Quixote searching for his mother, his own dignity, and the meaning of humanity.
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Tremblay (The Little Sleep) falters with this broad near-future political farce. Employee #42-9-33LB-A, who has never heard a real farm animal in his life, has left the City, which deports its homeless, for six years on the Farm, a highly regimented and restricted facility where even fruit and leaves fall to the ground only on schedule. The Farm is run by a “dehumanizing, environmentally toxic megaconglomerate” and is where the employee hopes to earn enough money to help out his mother. Chafing at all the rules, the narrator climbs a tree to eat a forbidden fruit, inevitably landing in serious trouble: incarceration in the Hole and a possible death sentence. The often sophomoric humor falls flat (one advocacy group is named Farm Animals Revolution Today, or FART), and the novelty of the conceit wears thin before too long. Agent: Stephen Barbara, the Donald Maass Literary Agency. (Sept.)