The Builders by Daniel Polansky
219 pages, Tor 2016
When my roommate comes to me with a book recommendation I move it to the front of the list. “The Builders,” he said, “is like adult Redwall. Its got amazing cover art and ends with a great joke.” Alright, I’m sold.
Carnage abounds in this tale. The Captain, a small field mouse, gathers his former team, now outlaws scattered over the country, for one last mission—one of revenge. Each war-hardened member has its merits but I fancied two in particular: Bonsoir, a French stoat who’s a heartless killer that, of course, wears a beret and Cinnabar, a salamander that draws his six shooter fast enough to make Billy the Kid look like an infant fumbling with a plastic gun. If those short descriptions aren’t enough to make you want to read this I don’t know what’s wrong with you.
Do yourself a favor on an afternoon when boredom closes in around you and you need a pick-me-up. Embrace the badassery of Barley the Badger, the eeriness of Elf the Owl, and the terror of Boudica, the sniper opossum.
Rating: 4 out of 5 BONSOIR!(s)
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