I was never scared of beetles when I was little, but I certainly never saw them as beautiful. Or interesting. But that’s what MG Leonard makes them in this, the follow-up to Beetle Boy. I’m not the first person to say that reading these books makes you want to start collecting beetles – in all their many, many varieties – right away. Just to look at them. And appreciate the wondrous things they’re capable of.
Two other pluses in this book: the exciting, funny, chaotic climax at a film awards ceremony; and the fabulous villain of the piece: Lucretia Cutter. She’s a genuine original and truly, truly creepy. I hope there’s even more of her in the third and final volume.