

If you’re looking for horror silly, this book is a go. Asher's cobbled together family, especially his daughter Sophie who is a growing cause for concern, keeps the fun rolling. The big bad villains have their moments, but ultimately lack the right punch in the end.īut it’s a fun ride. It has the energy of movies like The Mask or Men in Black. This story has the soul of a Terry Pratchett Discworld tale, but set in our world. Jackson and is very keen on warning MC Asher to tow the line.

No stereotype is off limits here, except maybe Minty Fresh, who has the mouth of Samuel L. In spite of the reliance on some borderline cringy stereotypes, I laughed. Needless to say, his failure to reap souls on a deadline leaves the balance of life and death, light and darkness in total chaos and puts the world as we know it - or at least San Francisco, in grave danger. Devastated, Charlie comes to believe that he may be Death personified. His father was a highway patrolman and his mother sold major appliances at a department store. Without giving up his playfulness, Moore creates an imagined world in which Charlie Archer, an always timid Beta male, comes face to face with death when his wife, just moments after giving birth to their daughter, suddenly expires. Chris was born in Toledo, Ohio and grew up in Mansfield, Ohio. The role is thrust upon him, and the job manual is, at best, vague. Christopher Moore is the author of fifteen novels, including the international bestsellers, Lamb, A Dirty Job, You Suck and Secondhand Souls (2015). That tragic moment sets our main character Charlie Asher, "beta male," on a course for a new and highly unexpected career as a death merchant, a reaper of souls. A Dirty Job Narrated by: Fisher Stevens Series Grim Reaper, Book 1 Critic Reviews. (Apr.A fun, often politically incorrect horror comedy that starts with gut wrenching tragedy. If it sounds over the top, that's because it is-but Moore's enthusiasm and skill make it convincing, and his affection for the cast of weirdos gives the book an unexpected poignancy. While Charlie's employees, Lily the Goth girl and Ray the ex-cop, mind the shop, and two enormous hellhounds babysit, Charlie attends to his dangerous soul-collecting duties, building toward a showdown with Death in a Gold Rush–era ship buried beneath San Francisco's financial district. Along comes Minty Fresh-the man in green-to enlighten him: turns out Charlie and Minty are Death Merchants, whose job (outlined in the Great Big Book of Death) is to gather up souls before the Forces of Darkness get to them. When objects in his store begin glowing, strangers drop dead before him and man-sized ravens start attacking him, Charlie figures something's up. Though security cameras catch nothing, Charlie swears he saw an impossibly tall black man in a mint green suit standing beside Rachel as she died. For beta male Charlie Asher, proprietor of a shop in San Francisco, life and death meet in a maternity ward recovery room where his wife, Rachel, dies shortly after giving birth.

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