Two flies go to war over a pile of dog poop.
The buzzing adversaries end up friends, swathed in bandages and lying side by side in bed—but neither the war nor its resolution offer much fiber to digest. Hardly has Lola, “the flittiest of all flies,” planted her flag on the freshly laid mound than along comes Fiona, “the laziest and most loudmouthed of all flies,” to challenge her claim. The two proceed to engage in what, aside from a bit of poop flinging, amounts to a no-contact dance-off that ends at sunset with the two bedding down on opposite sides of the pile. Next morning, instead of resuming hostilities, the weary warriors unilaterally decide that there’s enough room for all…just as an oblivious gardener’s big boot comes down to obliterate the muffin of contention. Though the Argentine illustrator draws his light-skinned, anthropomorphic flies so casually that he sometimes forgets how many legs they’re supposed to have, he gives the pair stylish eyes that look like outsized sunglasses and comically irascible expressions (they’re still scowling even as they lie in bed holding hands in the penultimate scene). That ill humor adds a piquant whiff to a parable that falls otherwise on the bland side despite the redolent mise en scène. The Spanish-language original publishes simultaneously. (This book was reviewed digitally with 9.8-by-19.6-inch double-page spreads viewed at 74% of actual size.)
A muddled parable likely to leave readers scratching their…heads.
(Picture book. 6-8)