Good fun.
There are two paths into this book -- and both of them work. A Good Keen Man is a classic "coming-of-age story," in which an able-bodied but naive New Zealand teenager takes one of his first adult jobs, culling deer herds in the wilderness so that animal overpopulation won't destroy the local ecosystems. Barry Crump rides the ups-and-downs of this odd job as best he can, growing up in the process and sharing wry, wistful comments about it all.
I came into this book interested in anything about New Zealand. (NZ is a future travel destination for us.) Rather than thumb through the euphemisms and brochure speak of another travel guide, I wanted to hear raw stories about the forests, the camping life, the jocular male culture, etc. Crump delivers very nicely in that respect. The book is set in the late 1950s -- and modern-day New Zealand has doubtless changed in many ways. But I was looking for a loose equivalent to Keroac's "On the Road," and this came through.
If I'd thought about it more deeply, I'd have realized that the book's universal appeal lies as much in the narrator as in the setting. Crump's deadpan style makes for some very funny moments when man and nature collide. The title itself is hugely ironic. New Zealand's conservation bureaucracy is constantly sending idiotic new partners to "help" Crump in his work. They're bozos! They're morons! They make a mess of his hut, his tools, his meals, etc. -- always with a cheerful unawareness of how hopeless they are. Every few pages, another one of these short-term oafs quits or is canned, only to replaced by an even bigger clod.
Each time, the conservation boss assures Crump a few days later: "Don't worry. I've found a good keen man to help you."
All that said, the narration isn't on a par with, oh, say, "A River Runs Through It," or other outdoor classics. This book is a faithful enough retelling of Crump's experiences that some sections wander a bit. But, heck, it's a short book and a very pleasant read. Savor it if you're headed to New Zealand, or if you're about to grow up, or if you think you grew up long ago.