Rather unexpected! From "Wacky-Housewife-in-the-Jura" to "Iris-Murdoch-on-the-Rhône." Kung won over many with her original resurrection of an irrepressible Voltaire, and now I can recall there were hints of her mordant underside in that disarming and comic memoir/biography. But rather than deliver another sunny or sentimental sequel, she descends the provincial Swiss mountains to an international Geneva nestling in a wintry fog of hidden desires. Although there are fewer one-line jokes or frantic puns without the manic Voltaire rattling around, I enjoyed again her felicitous writing, not to mention some sly and subversive nuances to this setting.
Characters include: an Irish-American Catholic diplomat bullying his daughter into an abortion, an English WHO doctor so mired in curing the world's children she's too blinkered to have even one kid to save her tepid marriage, and a Japanese "untouchable" bagman turning his tattooed back on the yakuza loyalties which nurtured him only to reattach his gratitude to his Swiss doctor-- with mixed results. One by one, her characters play against the cliché expectations to show their true colours.
HIGHLY RECOMMENDED FOR GROWN-UPS who don't need a happy-happy ending, and aren't too squeamish to relish an irreverent look at tattooed genitalia, world leprosy bureaucracy, or marital tone-deafness. I hope this author will continue to avoid repeating herself--something of a gamble, I'd judge, so all credit for writing herself out of the village.