Touting itself as the story of a grandmother (Jessie Kaplan) who begins having flashbacks of her life as the mysterious Dark Lady of Shakespeare's sonnets, this book piqued my interest as I was browsing the shelves at my favorite used book store. Having read it, I now quite agree with another reviewer; this book is much more about the planning of the granddaughter's bat mitzvah (complete with much detail about the selection of individual vendors). Like the only other book I have read by this author, this was a light, quick read, but not one I am likely to recommend to any of my friends. Also like the other Cohen book I have read, the back cover synopsis centers on a storyline which isn't really the main plot of the book. And this storyline, while weaving in and out of the main portions of the book, isn't really even settled at the end. There is a subplot involving a daughter who is hopelessly poor at romantic relationships, and after much draggigng of feet, that is quickly rushed along to a neat-and-tidy conclusion in the final chapter. The grandmother/Dark Lady is never the main character, and after being the premise upon which the whole book stakes its reason for being (excepting the bat mitzvah), the memories of that time are suddenly dropped. No longer important, and no matter that it built up to a point of making the flashbacks sound almost credible...it is simply dropped for the simple reason that Jessie is reunited with a long-lost love. If you have any questions about the suddenly dropped plotline, too bad. Everything suddenly shifts to the day of the bat mitzvah: everything goes well, everyone is happy...the end. Count me as a very unsatisfied reader. I think it could have been quite an interesting story had it focused on Jessie and left out the entire bat mitzvah. ( )

I'm a huge fan of Paula Marantz Cohen. I stumbled upon her first novel, Jane Austen in Boca, while browsing in the library, and I've been a fan ever since. For some reason, I missed the publication of her second novel, Much Ado About Jessie Kaplan, even though I read her most recent one, Jane Austen in Scarsdale: Or Love, Death, and the SATs.

Although it's hard to name a favorite, Much Ado About Jessie Kaplan is certainly in contention. It's the story of Carla, a stay-at-home busy planning her daughter's bat mitzvah, volunteering all over town, helping her husband with his struggling medical practice, and figuring out how to calm down her misbehaving ten-year-old son. To make matters more interesting, her mother, Jessie Kaplan, who lives with Carla and her family, suddenly remembers she was the Dark Lady, Shakespeare's mysterious girlfriend in a past life.

The plot is somewhat preposterous at first glance, but Paula Marantz Cohen's deft storytelling and rich character's made me root for the unbelievable. I laughed out loud more times than I can count, and yet, I was touched by each and every character, as they were all refreshingly realistic, yet rich and loveable. I found myself wishing I could go to Stephanie's bat mitzvah and chat with the family. Perhaps most amazingly, I learned an absurd amount about Shakespeare, Venice and Jews in the 1500s. Paula Marantz Cohen is the best kind of academic; she seamlessly blends history and literature with a modern, amusing, and touching story. ( )

In her debut novel, Jane Austen in Boca, Paula Marantz Cohen transplanted Mr. Darcy and the Bennett household to Florida with a group of Jewish widows standing in for the Austen gals. Now, in her sophomore novel, Much Ado About Jessie Kaplan, Cohen brings William Shakespeare and the Dark Lady of his sonnets to Cherry Hill, New Jersey, where another Jewish widow thinks she’s the reincarnation of the mysterious woman for whom sonnets 127 to 152 were supposedly written.

The novel centers around Carla Goodman who, as the story opens, is desperately trying to hold her family together. Her husband Mark, a gastroenterologist, is depressed about a slump in business, worrying that colonoscopies just aren’t as sexy or lucrative as, say, heart surgeries. “It’s one thing to look up butts and get rich,â€? he complains. “It’s another to do it for nickels and dimes.â€?

Carla’s ten-year-old son is a holy terror at school—he’s constantly coming home with notes from the principal like “Dear Mrs. Goodman, your son’s poking of the girls with pencils is unacceptable.â€?

Her twelve-year-old daughter Stephanie is tempestuously moody and stressed-out about her upcoming bat mitzvah for which she must have the perfect dress, shoes and catered food.

And then there’s Carla’s seventy-two-year-old mother, the titular Jessie, who’s been acting a bit strange lately, despite the fact that she was normally “one of those rare specimens: an even-tempered, uncomplaining Jewish woman, who performed household chores with cheerfulness and efficiency.â€? Now Jessie goes around serving meals of venison and mead, offers to mend Mark’s doublet and starts acting like a woman in love. The fact that she’s smitten with a fellow named Will who’s been dead four hundred years doesn’t seem to faze her in the slightest.

Jessie is convinced she’s the one to whom Shakespeare wrote his most famous sonnets. In her mind, she’s “the fairest and most precious jewel,â€? the daughter of a Jewish merchant who lived in Venice in the early 1600s. As if she didn’t already have enough to juggle in her Jewish household, Carla must now contend with Jessie’s apparent dementia. This eventually drives her to the office of Dr. Leonard Samuels, famed psychiatrist and author of the best-selling How I Stopped Worrying and Learned to Love My Mother-in-Law. Samuels dispenses advice like Pez candies: get your son in therapy, let your daughter choose her own bat mitzvah dress and encourage your husband to self-promote his business (which Mark does and soon he’s writing a weekly newspaper column on spastic colons).

Only her mother’s Shakespeare fantasy remains and, as the clock winds down toward the novel’s centerpiece—Stephanie’s bat mitzvah—Jessie chases her dream all the way back to Venice where her Dark Lady life began.

Much Ado About Jessie Kaplan eventually erupts into a cavalcade of jittery nerves, romance and kosher food. At times, Cohen’s novel resembles a Preston Sturges screwball comedy (minus the film director’s trademark acidic satire) mixed with the chaos of a Jewish household a la “Fiddler on the Roof.â€? Call it “Fiddler on the Goofâ€? since Cohen rarely shies away from a good nudge-in-the-ribs joke.

Through it all, Cohen paints a loving portrait of Cherry Hill and the Philly area. The suburban mall paradise proves to be the perfect setting for much ado about the Gap. Just as Shakespeare went around deflating Elizabethan mores with pricks of his quill pen, so Cohen takes the air out of Cherry Hill’s tires:

Although most of the area’s residents make a comfortable living, they see buying at full price as a kind of moral backsliding, like sleeping past noon or eating a whole container of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. It happens, but one feels bad about it afterward.

Much Ado About Jessie Kaplan has all the crazy fun of a Shakespearean romp in the woods, complete with mistaken identities and slightly over-the-top characters. In fact, if he were living in Cherry Hill these days, the Bard would probably be beaming at what Cohen has done with his Dark Lady. ( )