`Where the Hell is Tuvalu' is the part travelogue, part autobiography of Philip Ells' term as the people's lawyer for the small island community of Tuvalu. It is comparable to the work of Danny Wallace or Dave Gorman as it is a sideways glance at life. What separates this from other lad non-lit is that it has a deeper core than most of the books in the genre as Ells' deals with real people and their impoverished life. For large parts of the book I enjoyed the ride as Ells is a witty writer and he describes his time on the islands warts and all. At no point does he try and make out that he was a hero, but someone trying to do a job that was different from the usual daily grind.
What limited the book for me was the juxtaposition of the light nature of the writing style and the dark material it described. For the first half of the book the cases that Ells investigates are usually pretty low key including drunkenness and pig rustling. However, later on tales of domestic abuse, murder and rape become the norm. Perhaps Ells was trying to highlight the difference in cultures between `civilised' countries and remote areas or perhaps as a professional lawyer he is numbed to the nature of man? Personally, I found it all a little depressing as the women of the country were sorely put upon and charges of rape and murder were not punished enough. By introducing such dark reading matter any sense of joy or innocence that I felt for the people of Tuvalu and nearby countries was lost. Ells is obviously trying to inform the reader about life elsewhere, but I think these issues would be best tackled in a serious book, not half comedy/half serious. An initially light hearted book takes makes a dark decent around halfway.