I'm a fan of Christopher Moore, and this is one of his better books--maybe better than Noir, which this is a sequel to. He wrapped enough things up here that I don't see another sequel coming, which is fine: I'm ambivalent at best about sequels, anyway. This novel, like its predecessor, catches the feel of Noir fiction--the language and the narrative beats--and like its predecessor this novel takes more than a few turns toward the giddily absurd.
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The Ballad of Perilous Graves by Alex Jennings
This really just flat didn't work for me. I thought it was going to something other than it was, I guess. I should have taken a closer...

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A neat little Horror novel (big shock on the genre, there, I'm sure) that plays some interesting games with PTSD and identity, with ma...
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Reading this novel reminded me a good deal of reading Processed Cheese . America Fantastica is more subtle, and the points it's makin...
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Oh, gawds, this novel starts as a bit of a mess and wraps up like someone who read too much Naturalistic fiction and decided to go with no...
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