Monday, October 23, 2017

Book Review: Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid

A Fair Trade Book


Title: The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid

Author: Bill Bryson


Date: 2006

Publisher: Broadway / Random House

ISBN: 978-0-7679-1936-4

Length: 271 pages

Illustrations: black-and-white photos

Quote: “My mother...sent me to school once in Capri pants, but otherwise there was little trauma in my upbringing.”

Yes. It's true. Not only gifted writers, but gifted funny writers, have had reasonably happy, normal childhoods...maybe with a tiny bit higher grades in school, more independence, more early insights into the grown-up world than the average child, and then again maybe not. In this book Bill Bryson makes the unconvincing claim that growing up in the middle of the twentieth century, in the middle of the United States, made him a sort of median point defining normalcy...oh right. Normal children do not learn to write like Bryson. For starters Bryson's father was a professional sports writer. The elder Bryson wrote for the newspaper in Des Moines and taught his son, among other things, to write of Iowa with pride, even if he did open another book with, "I came from Des Moines. Somebody had to."

The Thunderbolt Kid was, of course, Bryson's imaginary secret identity as a superhero, inspired not by the model horses—they came later—but by a sweater with a streak-of-lightning design down the front. At intervals his narrative breaks into Thunderbolt Kid fantasies. A restaurant routinely let children draw a wrapped package out of a box. Bryson, hoping for a model stagecoach like the one his sister brought home, draws a package containing a doll. You only get one try, a man tells little Bill; you'll have to find a girl friend to give the doll to... “A moment later, he was just...a smoldering spot on the carpet.” Or, after being insulted by a bigger, older child, “Two days later the soaking spring rains came and put” (the whole family) “on their tar-paper roofs, where they were rescued one by one...they didn't realize...that the storm clouds...had been guided across the skies by the powerful X-ray vision of...the Thunderbolt Kid.” Or, when Dr. Fredric Wertham wrote a book about the trashiness of the comics the boys collected and caused the local store to “fill with anodyne comic books featuring Archie and Jughead or...Donald Duck,” “I vaporized Wertham, needless to say.”

Early reviews of this book were enthusiastic; readers had just followed Bryson along the Appalachian Trail in A Walk in the Woods and around Australia In a Sunburned Country, which had been two of the books over which I'd giggled or chortled enough to end up reading them to my husband as bedtime stories. (He read the Bible to me on Saturdays, and I read funny books to him before lights-out.) Major newspapers had been similarly primed to rave, and had raved. Tom Brokaw called Thunderbolt Kid a national treasure. The Wall Street Journal reviewer nailed it: “so humorous and so affectionate that those being ridiculed are laughing too hard to take offense.”

The New York Times reviewer went a little too far, describing Bryson as “equal parts Garrison Keillor, Michael Kinsley, and...Dave Barry.” Thunderbolt Kid has its place among Lake Wobegon Days, The Shepherd the Angel and Walter the Christmas Miracle Dog, When Sisterhood Was in Flower, and P.J. O'Rourke's Baby Boom as stories of growing up in mid-twentieth-century America, and Bryson is indeed funny...I'll allow the comparison to Michael Kinsley, but Keillor and Barry (and also Florence King and P.J. O'Rourke) are incomparable. Other writers can only suffer by comparison with them.

That's too bad because Thunderbolt Kid is not a book that deserves to suffer. It's a nostalgia trip for baby-boomers; for the young, it warrants comparison with Clarence Day's family memoirs (which I thoroughly enjoyed in middle school)--you may be unable to share the nostalgia trip, but you can still laugh out loud at the stories.


It's still possible to buy Thunderbolt Kid as a new book from the author's web site. It's possible to buy most, if not all, of his books that way, and if you can afford to do that you should, to encourage Bryson. If you have to buy his books secondhand, this web site will offer the ones that have been out for more than ten years as Fair Trade Books: $5 per book, $5 per package (four of these books will fit into a package), $1 per online payment, to either address at the bottom of the screen, and we'll send $1 per book to Bryson or a charity of his choice. 

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