Le Guide, France’s top gastronomic guide, is failing to whet the appetite of its audience in America. Bribed by the director with offers of some time off, Monsieur Pamplemousse agrees to flex his literary muscles in a bid to address the problem by writing a play.
The result is the ex-detective’s directorial debut, complete with walk-on part for faithful bloodhound Pommes Frites. Everything rests on their special guest, Jay Corby, the acclaimed American food-critic, whose good opinion could change their transatlantic fortunes. But disaster strikes on opening night....
What members say
- Mary Carnegie
Good taste food and bad taste sex French farce!
Ingenious plots, eccentric characters, rather last century - the author is nearly 90 - in national and gender stereotypes. (Think Roger Moore or Peter Sellers.) Part cookery book/restaurant guide, and don't think you can afford the wines!
Redeemed by Bill Wallis's narration, and the loving relationship between Pamplemousse, an ex-policeman and his bloodhound of character, Pommes Frites; Mme P - Doucette or Couscous - is a little less of a long suffering cipher than her predecessor, Mme Maigret!
Our heroes are said to be ex-Sûreté, which would make the human well over 100, and the dog.....?
The French is quite often wrong, although clearly pronounced, which helps.
AND our canine friend often consumes wine, chocolate and other potentially fatal poisons (for dogs).
Still, it has some hilarious episodes involving Pommes Frites - the most intelligent character, and a great deal of fun at the expense of US culture and business management fads.