| Hobson & Co. | |||||
| Brian Hughes | |||||
| Ripping Publishing, 356 pages | |||||
| A review by Lisa DuMond
If Charles Dickens, Kingsley Amis, and Tom Sharpe were sent through a teleportation device (just go with
me on this one) and appeared at their destination as one functional person, the first book they/he would
turn out would be Hobson & Co. And a more gleefully malicious human you
would be better off never to meet.
Just mail in the manuscript, why don't you. No need for you to have to make
the trip in. Really!
Oh! I forgot to mention that you'd have to add in the talents of a Gahan Wilson or an Edward Gorey, seeing
as Hughes does his own delightfully whacked illustrations.
Things are not going well in Greyminster. That is, if you see the end of the world as a bad
thing, rather than just natural selection in action. Unfortunately for the world, there are only two men with
the power to stop the approaching Armageddon, and neither of them is the type to inspire confidence. True, they
do advertise themselves as paranormal investigators, but in the many years since they formed the enterprise, no
one has taken them up on the offer. Which is probably the main reason why there is still a world to destroy at
this stage.
The point is: all hell is about to break loose and our only hope is mostly hopeless. Unless the unflappable
and unstoppable Mrs Prune can straighten the boys out and get them to work on the problem, it's pretty
much over... except for the extended screaming.
Hughes -- for all I've compared him to the Greats -- is a true original. Finding
Hobson & Co. is like being handed the advance review copy
of Blott On The Landscape; you know you're holding the future of genre in
your hand, but no one else knows it yet.
One warning: if you know anything from Tom Sharpe's work, it is never good to get attached to a character. And Hughes, like Sharpe,
kills them off with impunity.
It can be a bit disconcerting, seeing what you thought was the protagonist knocked off midway through
the 3rd or 4th chapter, but that is one of the things that makes such novels as
Hobson & Co. so wickedly delightful.
This is rough humour, where no character is indispensable, and almost every character will be expended,
sometimes in an absurdly gruesome fashion.
There are laugh-out-loud scenes and slightly nauseous passages. It's earthy, bawdy, and brilliant. The
physics of it will rebound within your head and you may never fully understand it.
Could there be any better reasons to devour a book?
Lisa DuMond writes science fiction and humour. She co-authored the 45th anniversary issue cover of MAD Magazine. Previews of her latest, as yet unpublished, novel are available at Hades Online. |
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