

No Problem Girl
By David Young
Published by Hostage Press International
Available at Leading Bookstores, Bt450
Reviewed by James EckardtSpecial to The Nation
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David Young has written six bargirl
novels. The first was "The Scribe",
about a down-on-his-luck expat who
pens love letters for scheming bar
girls in Bangkok. His latest is "No
Problem Girl", set mostly in Pattaya.
Just what we need, another bar
girl novel, right? But David Young is
different from the legion of other
expatriate authors. He can write. His
characters are sympathetic, the plots
are fresh and fastpaced, and the dia¬
logue often hilarious. He is in fine
form in "No Problem Girl".
The girl in question is Aree from a
typical poor farming family in Korat.
She's a high school graduate who
speaks fair English and has just lost
the job she's held for six years. So,
she comes to Pattaya and lands a job
as a barmaid. She is, emphatically,
not a hooker. In fact, Mr Dwight, the
American owner, does not want
hookers in his bar. He interviews one
job candidate by asking her name,
age, marital status, children, and
then: "Sprechen sie deutsch?"
"Ja."
"Get lost."
The plot has a great many quirky
twists. The novel opens this way:
"The girls were naked. Naked and
purple.
"All right, perhaps not entirely
naked, but they were, unarguably
purple. Their hair, their arms, their
breasts and the short Romanesque
skirts that each of them wore.
Purple. At first Peter Slodell believed
he was watching some sort of erotic
tribute to Prince."
But we're not in Pattaya but
Chicago where Peter Slodell is
watching an arty nightclub review.
Slodell is a ne'er-do-well heir to a
mayonnaise fortune. He refuses to
work and prowls the clubs to pick up
girls. The hitch comes when his
father dies and specifies in his will
that Slodell must be married before
he can collect the family fortune.
Slodell decides on a sham marriage.
Slodell goes to his friend Victor, a
graduate student and computer
expert, who recommends an interna¬
tional matchmaking service. Victor
has a friend who explored Thailand and
Russia before settling on a temporary wife.
Victor warns Slodell:
"He toured Southeast
Asia before heading to Moscow. He said the
Thai were the warmest, friendliest and most
beautiful people on Earth. He also said they
were the most distant and shallow bunch he'd
ever encountered."
"Victor. I'm distant
and shallow." It takes half the book
before Slodell arrives in Bangkok.
Meanwhile, Aree needs the
money. She has received a letter from
her sister summoning her home to
become the minor wife of the local
godfather who holds her father's
gambling debts. Siam Dreams Matchmaking
Agency in Pattaya is a logical option.
Slodell is met at the airport by agency rep
Mr Nick, a Brit who has fallen hopelessly
in love with Aree.
"Peter regarded his escort in nothing short
of astonishment ... He had light-coloured hair
made dark by all the bottom-shelf supermarket
gel that kept it in place. The clothes he wore made
Peter think of a twelve-year-old
being dragged to church. Blue pants,
a plaid, shortsleeved shirt and a
necktie that should have been taken
out behind the barn and shot." Mr
Nick will act the Iago to deter the
budding romance between Slodell
and Aree.
Slodell submits Aree to a quiz
about famous historical figures and
finds she does not know who Hitler
is. To that, Victor responds, "There
are still plenty of Russians. I'll bet
most of them have heard of Hitler."
Slodell does make it up to Aree's
family village in Korat. He winds up
with her crazed teenage brother and
his motorcycle gang.
"They became part of the gang and rose,
free wheeling,born to be wild, yippie kayyay,
through the darkening roads and
endless rice fields. Peter could see
that they really did have command of
the streets ... This wasn't a gang; this
was an army. They could probably
restore democracy in Burma once
their acne cleared." Will Slodell and
Aree rescue each other? I recommend
that you find out for yourself.