Yes, it's a weird title. And it suits the book just perfectly. Taking the reader from before the creation of the world up to the (almost) present day, with side trips to both Heaven and Hell, the autobiography of Death Itself should indeed be considered a "life", or at least, an attempt at one.
I find this book to be both funny and terrible at the same time. Not terrible in the sense of being written badly; on the contrary, it's beautifully written, with lots of quiet (and not so quiet) puns and plays on words that really made me smile. Rather, it's terrible in that it brings the reader face to face with some truly horrendous aspects of people and of our society in general. I'm sure there are a lot of things I'm still missing when I read it, but I find something new every time that I hadn't noticed before, and it gets better each time around.
I find this book to be both funny and terrible at the same time. Not terrible in the sense of being written badly; on the contrary, it's beautifully written, with lots of quiet (and not so quiet) puns and plays on words that really made me smile. Rather, it's terrible in that it brings the reader face to face with some truly horrendous aspects of people and of our society in general. I'm sure there are a lot of things I'm still missing when I read it, but I find something new every time that I hadn't noticed before, and it gets better each time around.
Death, a Life is a "must read" for any goth worth their absinthe.
Sounds like a good one, Lucretia! I'm looking forward to reading about Death's "lost weekend" with the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse! LOL
ReplyDeleteAre you already reading it?? I won't spoil it by telling you anything... ;-)
DeleteIt sounds like something I might like to read; not a real biography, but an honest look at human nature.
ReplyDeleteI think you'd find it interesting in that respect, yes. A look at human nature from an inhuman point of view.
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