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I almost didn’t read Villa Coco by Andrew Sean Greer. I thought it might be another sexual coming-of-age story. And in a way it was. But if you are in the market for making the transition from youthful folly without arriving at a stodgy adulthood, you can’t do it better than in the company of the Baronessa. Our guy is called Giovedi (Thursday) by the Baronessa. He describes himself as “as inexperienced as an Amish teenager, as carefully reared as a cosseted Pekinese, insufferable, officious, a cable knit sweater over a cable knit heart.” Clearly, he could use a bit of ego boosting.
The Baronessa hires Giovedi as an archivist, to make an inventory of her collections. But when he arrives at the villa tucked away in the Tuscan hills, she keeps diverting him to other tasks. The Villa Coco is old, and it has been awkwardly updated. The sewer backs up and someone must be called in to unclog it. The Baronessa must teach Giovedi to prune the roses. Then it’s time to harvest the olives in a quick hurry. When he reminds her that he is the archivist she says, “the rooms are not ready.” She has a cook, the cook’s husband (who has the job of killing the faina) and she has Gazelle, the driver, all like family to her. Giovedi meets the faina (marten) one night when it tries to enter his bedroom. After that he leaves his window closed.
The Villa Coco may not be what Giovedi bargained for, but it ends up being just what he needs. The Baronessa is ninety-one, but she has goals, secret goals. Giovedi meets her old friend Oscar, her nephew Giacomo-Giacomo, the next door neighbor, Estella, and stuff happens. When there are no guests, the Baronessa will proclaim, “there has been a murder” which means Giovedi will watch a murder mystery on the downstairs TV and the Baronessa will watch on the TV in her bedroom, and they each will try to guess the murderer. The Baronessa insists that Giovedi must learn Italian. He suspects she’s up to something, but what?
Italians do not all have the hang ups about their sexuality that Americans do. Some brave souls go where their feelings take them, and the Baronessa and her friends do not expect every romance to be permanent – another life lesson for Giovedi. This novel is so much fun and may make your life views a bit looser and more adventurous. She is certainly one of those “originals” you run into in romance novels. However, this is not a romance novel. It is a love story though. See if you can guess what the Baronessa is up to and who Pullman is? If you are not too strait-laced you should find that this book is immensely enjoyable.








