This book screams, “Make a movie out of me Tim Burton!” It is hard to describe, but is basically a fairy tale for grown-ups that doesn’t lose its ability to be imaginative and odd. The story begins on the coldest day of the world in Edinburgh, Scotland. A midwife named Doctor Madeleine has just delivered a baby named Jack. It is so cold when he is born, that his heart freezes. To save him, Madeleine, who is a bit of mad-scientist, grafts a cuckoo-clock to Jack's heart to start it beating. This move ultimately saves his life, but Madeline warns him that he should avoid love because it could damage his fragile clock heart. Of course the boy flips for a gal…I mean who didn’t see that coming. I loved some of the language and the author’s creative descriptions. It sometimes got too syrupy sweet, but not too often. Apparently the writer is in a French rock band & there is a concept album that the story is based upon…très interesting, no?