This is a real romp of a novel. A ludicrous story given the straight-faced treatment, with scathing satire that conjures intrigue and pathos as well as a huge helping of humour and entertainment. Rich in imagination, this apocalyptic tale is imbued with the power of hope and humanity. Funny but observant and thought-provoking too.
'Maybe it is God’s will after all,' Dave said after a moment.
'I don’t want to believe in a god that tests humans by turning the moon to cheese,' Alton said.
'It’s not God’s will,' Clyde said. 'If God exists, he has better things to do than turn the moon to cheese.'
'He turned a woman to salt once,' Dave observed.
'Old Testament God,' Clyde said. 'Whole different era.'
'Quite a nitpick coming from someone I know is an atheist,' Dave cracked.
'Yes,' Clyde confirmed. 'And the god I don’t believe in is the forgiving one, not the wrathful one. No, this is something else entirely.'
'Are you sure?' Alton said.
'Of course not,' Clyde said. 'I’m a former philosophy professor. We’re professionally not sure of anything.' He ate some more of his omelet.
