Review by Publisher's Weekly Review
Blurring the lines between graphic novel and chapter book, Wight's (My Dead Girlfriend) children's book debut introduces a protagonist as singular as his name. Frankie Pickle (short for Franklin Piccolini) fuels his everyday life with fantasy. When sent to clean his room, he imagines himself a convict: "Been here so long I forget what the sun looks like,'' he says, scrawling a sixth hatch mark on the prison wall underneath "minutes here." When Frankie's mother declares that he doesn't have to clean his room anymore, at first "Frankie was living on cloud swine." But when even his dog won't go in his room and his sister declares he has the "natural aroma" of "ripe garbage," Frankie-as an intrepid adventurer-makes his room "so clean it made soap look dirty." Wight's b&w comic illustrations brim with action and wit--a moldy sandwich turns into an eight-eyed monster and Frankie makes joyful snow angels in clutter--but Frankie's tone-funny without being smart alecky-is Wight's finest achievement. Full of rib-tickling irony, this is a strong start for the series. Ages 7-10. (May) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved
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Review by School Library Journal Review
Gr 2-4-When his mother gives up on trying to make Frankie clean up his disastrously messy room, the fourth-grader is happy to let things pile up, until his powerful imagination makes it clear that he needs to address the problem. The realistic portions of the story are told in text with pen illustrations, and the fantasy sequences are in comic-strip format. (c) Copyright 2011. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
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Review by Horn Book Review
Frankie Pickle's mother wants him to clean his room. However, he's much more interested in imagining adventures, shown in black-and-white cartoon panel sequences. When Frankie's mother agrees to let him not clean his room, the consequences surprise them both. Though the nonstop jokes grow tiresome, the story will appeal to readers who prefer adventure to tidying. (c) Copyright 2010. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted. All rights reserved.
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Review by Kirkus Book Review
Back off, Batman! Take note, Superman! Frankie Pickle is here, and he's ready to play. What he's not ready for is cleaning his room. When Frankie's mother decides to lay off the nagging, Frankie is allowed to make his own choice about his room as long as he can "deal with the consequences." For a little while, he deals well. But, as time passes with no visits from the Dryer Sheet Fairy, Frankie's room begins to resemble a dump in both odor and clutter. Wight's hilarious twists of language are matched with a wicked sense of fun in the illustrations and frequent sequential-paneled episodes of pretend play. Like the Holms' Babymouse, Frankie lapses into comic-bookstyle flights of fancy that make references to Indiana Jones, Dick Tracy, the Transformers and many superheroes. Busy illustrations on every page provide appeal for new readers, especially those who love Captain Underpants, Skippyjon Jones and Ricky Ricotta. The diagram of Frankie's newly organized room might provide inspiration for kids with their own Room of Doomwhen they've stopped snickering, that is. (Fiction. 7-10) Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
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