![]() ![]() ![]() But since I’m the person writing this story, I’m putting this brontosaurus in a forest.” It’s an approach that’s made Smith and Jon Scieszka deservedly famous, but here-despite the fun to be had in seeing Lulu finally meet her match-it feels self-indulgent. “Is that where a brontosaurus would live? In a forest? I’m afraid that I’m not absolutely sure. Will Lulu spend the rest of her life as the dinosaur’s pet? Will this encounter turn her into a kinder, gentler kid? The plot and characters barely seems to matter-or act only as setups for Viorst’s irreverent, metafictional nudges. But when Lulu tries to turn a brontosaurus into a birthday pet, she discovers that there may be a creature who’s more willful (and far better mannered about it) than she is. Lulu, a Louise Brooks look-alike, “was a pain-a very big pain-in the butt.” Given to “screech till the lightbulbs burst” when she doesn’t get her way, Lulu quickly wears down parental resistance to her whims. While no one can question Viorst and Smith’s street cred, they’ve turned in a curiously unaffecting chapter book. ![]()
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