Robin Anderson Author Reviews

Rootin! Tootin! Khamun!

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"As Cleopatra said with a g'asp, "Never rile the Nile!"
Grady Harp - Amazon - December 2014

Robin Anderson continues to write the campiest tales that take on hilarious proportions that further into
the novel the reader progresses. His writing is risqué, full of parodies and putdowns, brimming over with
naughty situations that never approach pornography. He is an apt storyteller, but in so many ways the
story is not asimportant as the zany characters he creates to unfold his bizarre ventures. At times his
writing seems like a Dr. Seuss tale written for adults with human characters instead of Seuss characters:
if Horton Hears a Whothen Robinson hears a Hoot! And for readers fortunate enough to have happened
on Robin Anderson's books LA DI DA DI BLOODY DA! the main characters in this wonderfully irreverent
farce will be unforgettablyfamiliar - our own Miz Miranda Maacona and her compatriot transvestie Mis
Kookie Kombuis - and the tale they weave this time takes camp and drag and ludicrous situations from their MK Agency (servicing special clients with special desires) in London to the exotic sounding Nambia.

As the author so aptly provides a tempting synopsis, `The saying "What goes around comes around" does so with a vengeance when a parade of characters from 2014 BC decide - much to the consternation of dashing archaeologist DOUGLAS "DIGGER" GOWDOWN - to reappear in 2014 AD. Along with his voluntary trio of not so little helpers, the outrageous MIZ M and MIZ K ("We are transvestites of taste; never tackiness!") and their new best friend, the equally outrageous ATHENA BERMONDSEY-BUMPER, the dashing DIGGER has to brace up - and face up - to a challenge like never before. It all begins with the evil Oracle EVILSUT, aided and abetted by the scheming ACROPOLET, deciding to rid Ancient Egypt of the petulant, plotting PRINCE TETATET and his ambitious uncle, the nasty and notorious HATCHETTET. Could it be their scheming and wrongdoings just happen to "reincarnate" themselves in the forms of modern Egypt's smoothie, "KING" SOLOMON and his crooked cronies? Could this perhaps - Osiris forbid! - include the twenty two-timing SVETLANA in an AD role as SOLOMON'S SHEBA? And what about the narcissistic NAZARI, show-off surpremo who, when not astride a camel, rides around in a pink Rolls Royce convertible? With characters such as the gigantic SAGHEER, KHABEER and the light-fingered (and footed) FREDDIE FOXTROT, the three intrepid ladies find themselves swept up in a (sand) storm of awesome proportions which even overshadows the discovery of four, towering, jewel-encrusted gold obelisks in the tomb that never was. These so-called "proportions" include a camel race unlike any other, a modern day airport muscle tussle matched only by an ancient felucca tussle and last, but not least, the ups and downs of the four chirruping love birds, the ancient KARTOOM and his eternal companion WANKET, along the athletic ASHAI and his lotus-like TAHIRAH.'

Anderson understands that fine line between comic bliss and lack of taste, and while he allows these absurdly loveable transvestite characters to get as down and dirty as the English language will allow, he never steps over the threshold of impropriety. How he accomplishes this is a major conundrum, but funny he is and a fine writer he is and it is everyone's bet that he continues along this route for books to come.

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"Robin Anderson Does It Again."
Amos Lassen

I have never been able to figure out how Robin Anderson can be so prolific – he seems to have books coming out the time and each is an excellent read. “Rootin! Tootin! Khamun!” is his seventh book in his series that began with “Lah De Dah Di Bloody Dah”, the adventures of Miz M and Miz K, two transvestites of class, style and taste (at least that is how he describes them). These gals have the knack for getting themselves into some of the worst situations possible. This novel plats with the concept of time and I am going the books blurb since it is well put and much than I could say it.

“The saying “What goes around comes around” does so with a vengeance when a parade of characters from 2014 BC decide – much to the consternation of dashing archaeologist DOUGLAS “DIGGER” GOWDOWN – to reappear in 2014 AD”. Douglas has the aid of the 2 Miz’s and also of their new bestfriend Athena Bermondsy-Bumper and together they face a very serious challenge unlike anything they
have ever experienced before.

So you ask, “What adventure is that?” and I am here to you about some of it. The evil oracle, Evilsut, with help from Acropolet who aids, abets and abides decides that the time has come for Egypt to dispose of Price Tetatet who is a serious plotter and who along with his noxious, nasty and notorious uncle, Hatchttet. They have been involved in all kinds of plans and schemes and now it seems that have reincarnated themselves in the person of King Solomon and have sided with him. If you have ever read Robin Anderson you know that he always has a cast of characters that is usually wild, funny and keeps us reading.

Here we have Svetlana in an AD role as Solomon’s Sheba, Nazari, a narcissistic show-off who rides around in a pink Rolls Royce convertible. There are Sagheer, Khabeer and Freddie Foxtrot who has light fingers. Our wonderful trio of ladies are soon in the midst of an unbelievable sandstorm and seek refuge in a tomb where they find four towering and jewel-encrusted gold obelisks in the tomb that really never was (you might have to read that sentence a few times). From this point on everything spirals downward. To make matters zanier, even more characters are introduced – four love birds, “the ancient Kartoom and his eternal companion Wanket, along the athletic Ashai and his lotus-like Tahirah”. Now you may wonder how we keep all these characters straight – we don’t; there is nothing straight here. Now I have one thing to add here and again I am borrowing from Robin Anderson’s one sentence blurb that is going to become a classic in literature (or somewhere):

“As CLEOPATRA said with a g’asp, ‘Never rile the Nile!’”

Where in the world did the author come up with those names? Spell check went wild over them.

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