Bachelor’s Anonymous is one more of Wodehouse’s cross country comedies. A tie up of American culture with British humor. And again, Wodehouse “scores” on his readers.The name of the book might just be vaguely familiar to the drunks out there, especially the transformed and improved drunks who call up on their groupies from Alcoholic’s Anonymous to help them get over their pangs of consuming liquor. Bachelor’s Anonymous is a group of like minded individuals who are marriage phobic, who are out there to protect the young, gullible minds from getting trapped into the vicious pit of marriage. And they are proactive too. For they don’t just help people who seek out their help, like the marriage addict Mr. Llewellyn, the movie producer who married starlets at will and then shelled out oodles of money in alimony, but the good Samaritans also try and prevent young men who voluntarily want to get married, like the not-so-budding Joe Pickering.
So when Trout, a veteran Bachelor’s Anonymous member, goes to London to ensure that his client and friend, Llewellyn didn’t marry yet again, he finds that Joe Pickering is hopelessly in love. And while Llewellyn appoints Pickering to keep him away from women he (Llewellyn) might accidentally propose marriage to, Trout, instead of counseling Llewellyn, finds his hands full and time taken in trying to convince Pickering the advantages of bachelorhood. And when sweet talk doesn’t work, it was time to use brute force. And amidst all the helping and loving and panicking the lives of these three men, with a bunch of women thrown in became inexplicably tangled. There’s money, greed, lust, glamour, even private detectives, in this romantic comedy. Eventually it takes a healthy dose of pure, unadulterated love to unravel it all. And the reader can simply lie back, and relax as everyone, without exception makes you laugh. What more do you want?
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