Tiny Tyrant

by Lewis Trondheim

Book Overview

Welcome to Portocristo, its clear skies, sandy beaches, bustling streets--and its spoiled rotten, six-year-old king. The little despot is grouchy, whiny, outrageous...everything you'd hate to find in... This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 159643094X
• ISBN13: 9781596430945
• Release Date: April 2007
• Publisher: First Second
• Length: 124 Pages
• Weight: 0.10 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.4" x 6.1" x 8.5"
• Age Range: 8 to 13 years
• Grade Range: Grades 3 to 8

Customer Reviews

Delightful, bring on the sequel

Charming graphic novel about the 6 year old child king of the island nation of Portocristo. Ethelbert seems to wield near absolute power in spite of his age and he's both clever enough and bratty enough to abuse it in a manner that's both funny but doesn't actually end up hurting anyone (though he doesn't always get his comeuppance either). Readers might be reminded of Calvin and Hobbes if Calvin had absolute power as Ethelbert's actions in his world seem to mimic a lot of Calvin's imaginary actions in his fantasy world. The art work is colorful and absolutely fantastic in it's elegance and simplicity in conveying the story. I can't imagine a younger child, especially a boy, who wouldn't love this book and dream of what he'd do if he could be Ethelbert.

Zut alors!

The French are different from you and me. They like their graphic novels smart, colorful, and consistently amusing. What other nation could claim the wonders of "Asterix and Obelix"? Who else has the chops to give us Joann Sfar on the one hand and then turn around to toss us the partnership of Lewis Trondheim & Fabrice Parme on the other? First Second Books, never afraid to co-opt the foreign so as to market it to one and all, has now brought us a title from the aforementioned Trondheim & Parme pairing. Now I'd like you to bear in mind that I am not a pushover on the subject of French GNs. To be frank with you, I love French graphic novels for teens but have never found one for younger kids that gave me anything but a vague sense of nausea/the willies. The "A.L.I.E.E.E.N." and the Sardine in Outer Space books do nothing for me. "Tiny Tyrant", however, is another matter entirely. Telling various tales surrounding a pint-sized ruler with very little common sense, I think First Second has a winner on its hands. It's hip. It's hilarious. And it's something I'd hand any kid if they looked at me mournfully and asked if I didn't have any comics on my library shelves. Meet King Ethelbert. You can call him, Your Majesty. As the six-year-old ruler of Portocristo, Ethelbert's not just a pain. He's a menace to the very society he rules. If he's not conjuring up dinosaurs out of a laboratory or shrinking the world around him, then he's fighting with his insufferable cousin Sigismund or kicking Santa Claus in the rear. Ethelbert isn't all bad, of course. I mean he's perfectly nice to Princess Hildegardina (though that might be because she's three times as rich as he is and he wants to prevent his cousin from marrying her). And he sends a guy over to India for an all expense paid vacation (though, to Ethelbert's mind, it was the worst punishment he could conjure up). All in all, he's not the kind of monarch you'd necessarily like, but he does happen to be a king you'll have a hard time putting down. This book is a collection of the best "Tiny Tyrant" stories from eight different French volumes. Basically the book won me over to its charms right from the start. In "Safety First" Ethelbert finds himself in the care of a bodyguard. Not content to get just any old protector, however, the king decides to test his new servant in the hopes of finding a chink in the man's admirable abilities. So what do you do when you want to test your new bodyguard? You put a price on your own head, naturally. When groups from all over the globe start showing up, the sheer variety of them is delightful. Everyone from The Family Farmers Liberation Front to a Michigander ambush performed by the Dastardly Detroiters, takes a hand. Not for the first time would I wonder to what extent translator Alexis Siegel and (uncredited) Edward Gauvin added their own personal touches to these exceedingly funny bits of wordplay. Princess Hildegardina, for example, speaks with a lofty convoluted