


“I sense that today has been difficult, but lo! Look around you, Penguin. In my favourite spread, where the predators of the dark depths try to eat Penguin, his po-faced response is… “Oh, great, a shark.” (This could actually be a transcript from the first two minutes of every day of my life.) What’s with all the squawking, you guys?” It’s just one endless irritant after another.

The smallest things are getting on his nerves. … Jory John and Lane Smith’s Penguin Problems landed on my desk. A mood really is a malevolent thing – it can take hold of you and becomes difficult to shake. On his lips should be boiled with his own puddingĪnd buried with a stake of holly through his heart. “If I could work my will, every idiot who goes about with ‘Merry Christmas’ Mirthless, moody and altogether miserable. Bah Humbug! I’ve had a lot to juggle and instead of doing what I usually do and popping on a bit of Roxette and dancing around the kitchen, I became… Scrooge. (Sept.I’ve been in a terrible temper these last few weeks.Īngrily stirring my brandy sodden Christmas cake mix, irritably stringing up twinkly lights and cantankerously clicking through my Amazon orders.

His story is classic comedy, an examination of the delicate balancing act between total despair (“I have so many problems! And nobody even cares!” the penguin cries) and the resolve to stumble on. John ( I Love You Already) delivers a rat-a-tat series of laughs, and Smith’s ( There Is a Tribe of Kids) mottled, minimalist polar landscapes highlight the penguin’s awkward moments. Just when things look hopeless, a passing walrus offers a comforting (if long-winded) sermon, and the penguin gets a moment of respite from his angst. “I literally have no idea who you are,” the other penguin replies. What is it with this place?” Then there’s the matter of parents: “Mom?” the penguin asks another penguin near a crowd of look-alike penguins. What’s with all the squawking, you guys?” John’s bumbling, bleary-eyed penguin has a hard time on land, and the ocean depths are even worse: “Oh, great. Being a penguin is no day at the park: “It’s way too early.
