January 28, 2013
Dave Barry talks about his latest novel, 'Insane City,' and why South Florida is so weird
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As is widely stipulated, Dave Barry is a very funny guy. He was hysterical when he wrote his nationally syndicated column for the Miami Herald, for which he won a Pulitzer Prize in 1988, and is arguably even more droll in his madcap novels set in South Florida. The latest of these, “Insane City” — his first solo fiction in a decade after a best-selling series of Peter Pan tales co-written with Ridley Pearson — features the usual Barryesque panoply of ribald pranksters, addled taxi drivers, gangsters, strippers and pimps. There's also a big wedding coming up, said nuptials potentially interrupted by the arrival of a raft carrying a desperate Haitian refugee and her two children, an orangutan named Trevor and an 11-foot albino Burmese python named Blossom. Hilarity ensues, naturally, although with more than a wisp of serious content hiding in Barry's well-constructed thicket of comedy.