As Valumart’s writ-shaking ninjas closed in, Barry raised his wand and yelled, “This book is a work of parody! Any similarities, without satirical intent, to copyrighted characters / material, or individuals living or dead, is purely coincidental! This book has not been endorsed by J. K. Rowling, Bloomsbury Books, Warner Bros, or any other entities holding copyright or licence to the Harry Potter books or films! No connection is implied or should be inferred!” And so the ancient lawsuit-dispelling incantation was cast…
The book in one sentence: The quoted disclaimer above ought to say more than enough, but it’s the really annoying yet hysterically nonsensical prequel to the two previous Barry Trotter books.
Who would you recommend it to: The few people who read the Harry Potter series and hated it. If you haven’t read Harry Potter, all the jokes in Barry Trotter are just lost on you.
Best bits: All the parodies of Harry Potter. Avada Kedavra becomes Aveda Neutrogena, Mad-eye Moody becomes Red-Arse Moody, Hufflepuff becomes Pufnstuf, Albus Dumbledore becomes Alpo Bumblemore, Hagrid becomes Hafwid, the list goes on…
Boring bits: The utterly incomprehensible sideplots happening in order to lead to the next anticlimax, which are aplenty in this book. What do you expect?
Verdict: Only if you have nothing else better to read (which was the case for me). The title baffles me – the only horse that appeared in the story was Serious Blech, who somehow transferred his soul into the body of a horse, but it is not the whole point of the parody in the first place.
Other Barry Trotter books I’ve read: Barry Trotter and the Unnecessary Sequel.