Having recently completed "Right Ho, Jeeves" and "Carry On, Jeeves," it is not without a small pang of guilt that I must report "Joy in the Morning" is a bit overdone. I am puzzled that, along with "The Code of the Woosters" and "Right Ho, Jeeves" this title is considered by Wodehouse enthusiasts to be one of his very best. It certainly has some masterful scenes. Consider the following exerpt:
"I had just remembered that my suitcase with tyhe Sindbad the Sailor costume in it was in the Wee Nooke front hall, and the flames leaping ever nearer." If you have ever read Wodehouse before, you can well imagine in what kind of holy mess Bertie Wooster is once again enmeshed.
I suppose the plot was a bit thick and cumbersome at times. My idea of a flawless Wodehosue plot is "How Right You Are, Jeeves." Nowhere as long as "Joy in the Morning," but convoluted just enough to facilitate some hysterical laughs.
On the whole, I recommend "Joy in the Morning" as yet another example of how funny the Shakespeare of Comedy truly was; Wodehouse can't be described otherwise. So forgive my 4-star rating of Joy and dive into it for yourself.