WE HAVE LOST THE PRESIDENT contains maybe the most pleasant, home-spun dystopia I’ve ever come across. In other hands, a future Britain which has lost technology like mobile-phones and the internet, and where the royal family has been exiled to Canada, would be the basis of a hand-wringing tract about the dreadfulness of the modern world. Here though we have a home-spun attitude of make and make do which adds to the general good humour of the piece. This is a Britain that may have gone somewhat to the dogs, but as a long as large pies and pints of Guinness available, it’s citizens will survive.
This amusing tale of the British president having gone AWOL, draws on James Bond novels, plucky journalistic derring-do and – of all things – the Granita Pact between Gordon Brown and Tony Blair, to create a funny mystery/adventure story through this strange new Republican London.
The plot? Well, it’s almost there in the title, our President has disappeared and it’s up to his PR man – and newly minted secret agent – to find him.
Of course, in our post Brexit Britain, the notion of a universally beloved leader of Britain born in Poland, now seems a little strange and dated. But given the depression I feel most days at the news, I feel throwing our whole broken system in for a President and several hundred Vice-Presidents could be a way to go.
I wouldn’t want to lose the internet, but there’s some stuff here I would most definitely be willing to embrace.
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