"Nature Girl" by Carl Hiaasen
First off, I'm a huge fan of Hiaasen's eco-friendly Florida satires. I love his ability to take zany characters and bizarre plot elements and intersect them in incredibly entertaining ways. Having said that, "Nature Girl" is not one of Hiaasen's best efforts. Here, we get the story of Honey Santana, a mentally unstable single mom who decides to exact revenge on a rude telemarketer, the oily Boyd Shreave. She arranges a free kayak tour of the Florida Keys (read: kidnapping and desertion on a desolate island) for the married Boyd and his sometimes mistress, Eugenie Fonda. On the island, Honey's group meets up with a part-Seminole Indian on the run from the law (Sammy Tigertail) and his own very willing kidnap victim. And, oh yeah, her ex-husband, her son Fry, a private investigator (also a kidnap victim), a deranged fishmonger, and a cult of robe-wearing religious zealots. Do you get the idea?
Hiaasen normally is quite capable of taking this type of screwball comedy to a higher level, but he fails miserably this time. Most of the characters, including ostensible protagonist Honey Santana, are shrill, annoying, or just plain unlikable. Moreover, the comedy often seems forced to elicit the cheap laugh. Missing is the more complex, intelligent humor that Hiassen fans have come to expect. Not an awful book, but very disappointing.

Hiaasen normally is quite capable of taking this type of screwball comedy to a higher level, but he fails miserably this time. Most of the characters, including ostensible protagonist Honey Santana, are shrill, annoying, or just plain unlikable. Moreover, the comedy often seems forced to elicit the cheap laugh. Missing is the more complex, intelligent humor that Hiassen fans have come to expect. Not an awful book, but very disappointing.
