Consider my gob well and truly smacked – this review knocked me on my arse and then some. Read the full thing here while I retire to my fainting couch.
“Comparisons elsewhere have been to Hunter S Thompson and Tom Robbins. I see shades of John Birmingham, Mad Max and Spinal Tap. This is grotty, grimy, larrikin smut. Unapologetically vulgar, it takes anything you thought of as taboo and throws it in your face while it flips you the finger. If you don’t own any pearls, now’s the time to pick some up. You’ll be clutching tight.
So, why the heck is little miss picture book librarian so into it? I can see why you might ask. I might not seem like the target audience for a series that reads like Russell Mulcahy took acid and had a fight with the Urban Dictionary, but this is actually one delicious read. It’s funny, anarchic, original and ridiculous. When I first read Volume One, I described it to a friend as a palate cleanser. I have a pretty eclectic TBR, but a lot of it is worthy, literary, cautiously crafted and market-focussed tomes that frankly get a bit same-y sometimes. It’s so healthy to be shocked out of your reading routine…“
As I said, read the lot here.
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