I read November at a timely moment in history: Barack Obama was shortly to be elected as America’s first black president.
Farcical and satirical, November is a snapshot of a desperate president at the end of his first term, manically identifying any and every ploy he can to win the vote and be re-elected. Sadly, political commentary (especially that includes such morally dubious characters) leaves me feeling somewhat desperate, and thus is normally something to avoid. Fortunately, though, November manages to be light and comic enough to avoid inducing a feeling of powerlessness and paranoia. I particularly liked the wife, who is not seen, but calls occasionally to ask questions about what she can keep, showing an obvious lack of faith in her worm of a husband.
The comedy because a little unbelievable toward the end, which an exploding turkey and an assassination attempt using a poisoned blow-dart, but thinking optimistically, perhaps this is because humour is often an effective way to tackle serious issues.