2010: 66. The Disreputable History of Frankie-Landau Banks

“I, Frankie Landau-Banks, hereby confess that I was sole mastermind behind the mal-doings of the Loyal Order of Basset Hounds.”

The Disreputable Histroy of Frankie-Landau Banks, E. Lockhart

         Prepare for a lot of young adult fiction in the coming weeks - as my pregnancy drew to a close I had a hard time focusing on anything too challenging.*  I read this book because it came very highly recommended  by a young adult blog that I sometimes read (http://www.foreveryoungadult.com), and I will absolutely follow their recommendations in the future, because this is a great read.  

         It’s the story of Frankie Landau-Banks, who spends her sophomore summer developing from a plain Jane to something a bit more voluptuous, and returns to her snooty private school (think Andover, or Exeter), ready to make some changes in her life.  She quickly catches the eye of the senior boy she’s had a crush on, but once she has the boyfriend, Frankie realizes that maybe that isn’t enough.  She wants to be more than the girl - she wants to be part of the action, to be taken seriously as a person.  And so, when she finds out that her boyfriend is part of the all-male secret society that her dad (and alum) was also once part of, she begins to take action.  

         So, I loved Frankie.  I loved that she was a a force of nature, a mess of contradictions, that she got the boy and then asked, is this all there is - but still wanted to be loved and to be with him.  So many books are about girls getting or losing boys - this about a girl finding herself.  But it’s not just a rah rah female empowerment thing - Frankie makes mistakes and does some bad things - she pays the price for her actions, and takes the good with the bad.  She is such a great character - funny and smart and messy and strong and headstrong and real.  Loved her and loved the book.


Date/Place Completed:  August 2010; D.C.

Categories:  Fiction, Young Adult

*Not to denigrate young adult fiction which is good and real and blah blah, but at the end of the day it’s a little easier than The Golden Bowl, which is the book that I put down to read all this stuff.

© Carrie Dunsmore 2017