Humorosa, pero no tanto como para ser hilarante. Algunos momentos muy buenos y algunas risas aquí y allá. Las Morrigan amenazando con volver a atacar, y un todopoderoso Limón liderando el camino. Estas almas perdidas desbalancean un ya precario orden de la vida y la muerte, y nuevos oscuros poderes emergen para restaurar el equilibrio, por cualquier medio necesario. Algunos años después del nobre sacrificio de Charlie, y de la muerte de muchos comerciantes de la muerte, almas sin recolectar siguen juntándose, no pudiendo reingresar al ciclo de la vida. Un puente lleno de almas no reclamadas, y un poderoso Limón amenazando el mundo.Ībsurdidad a su máxima. And Sophie's fierce directness was something beyond adorable.Īn entertaining funny read, and a nice ending to this weird duology. Although Charlie Asher still holds the spotlight, for me the Lily and Wiggly Charlie bits were the best of the book. Humorous, yet not so much as to be hilarious. Some very good moments and a few laughs here and there. The Morrigan threatening to strike again, and an almighty Lemon leading the way.Ī worthy sequel. These lost souls unbalance an already precarious death and life order, and new dark powers emerge to restore balance, by any means necessary. A few years after Charlie's noble sacrifice, and the death of many other death merchants, uncollected souls keep pilling up, unable to re-enter the cycle of life. Now if only they can get little Sophie to stop babbling about the coming battle for the very soul of humankind.Ī bridge full of unclaimed souls, and a powerful Lemon threatening the world.Ībsurdity at it's finest. To get to the bottom of this abomination, a motley crew of heroes will band together: the seven-foot-tall death merchant Minty Fresh retired policeman turned bookseller Alphonse Rivera the Emperor of San Francisco and his dogs, Bummer and Lazarus and Lily, the former Goth girl. He's trapped in the body of a fourteen-inch-tall "meat" waiting for his Buddhist nun girlfriend, Audrey, to find him a suitable new body to play host. Death Merchant Charlie Asher is just as flummoxed as everyone else. Someone-or something-is stealing them and no one knows where they are going, or why, but it has something to do with that big orange bridge. People are dying, but their souls are not being collected.
Something really strange is happening in the City by the Bay. In San Francisco, the souls of the dead are mysteriously disappearing-and you know that can't be good-in New York Times bestselling author Christopher Moore's delightfully funny sequel to A Dirty Job.
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