I have toyed with discussing Christopher Moore for several weeks now. I have read most of his books and absolutely love his work. My roadblock was finding a way to describe him. How do you present an author who writes about everything from Jesus to vampires with equal sarcasm?
Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal (read by Fisher Stevens) was my introduction to Christopher Moore. Finding that the story of Jesus’ early years was woefully brief in the Bible, Moore decided to present what might have happened… if Jesus had a strange pal named Biff.
Imagine if kung fu, demons, and sexy women were part of Jesus’ story. I know it’s kind of tough. Maybe you should just read it.
The Stupidest Angel: A Heartwarming Tale of Christmas Terror (narrated by Tony Roberts) is easily one of my favorite Christmas novels. Of course, I can’t think of any other ones that include murder, an angel who is an idiot, and zombies, can you? Honestly, this is so bizarre and hilarious, you can’t help but laugh.
Recently, I thoroughly enjoyed Fool: A Novel (read by Euan Morton), Moore’s take on King Lear. Presented through the eyes of Pocket, the King’s fool, we see the folly of Lear’s ways as well as some heinous f… … Actually, the audiobook contains a warning that this is a bawdy tale with gratuitous shagging, murder, spanking, maiming, treason… Get the idea? Not for those who are sensitive to vulgarity.
A Dirty Job (narrated by Fisher Stevens) takes readers into the life of Charlie Asher, an ordinary guy until the day his daughter is born. When people start to drop dead around him, he suspects he has a new job: Death. And it is most definitely a dirty job.
To give you a taste of Moore’s other books, I think the titles will really suffice: Island of the Sequined Love Nun; The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove; Practical Demonkeeping; You Suck: A Love Story. There are more, but by now you have either closed this window and are shaking your head in despair or have closed the window so that you might go out grab a new book.
As for me, well, if you’ve all closed the window, I may as well go read a book…