By Chris Nashawaty
Updated March 17, 2020 at 02:56 AM EDT
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The Fight Club author uncorks another morbidly pitch-black riff mixing hard-boiled hipness and anticonsumerist rant. Sadly, he also writes himself into the same corner as in Fight Club: killer premise, disappointing follow-through. When a reporter investigates a rash of infant deaths, he learns that the culprit is a supernatural African lullaby — ”a plague you catch through your ears.” Again, great premise. But when Palahniuk sends his ink-stained bloodhound on a road trip — along with a shady real estate agent, a dippy Wiccan, and her merry-prankster boyfriend — to destroy all copies of the tome, Lullaby spirals into a family farce that feels more like The X-Files meets Father Knows Best than the much better story he started out writing.

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