It seems important to mention at the top that Christopher Moore is a very funny writer with a terrific knack for dialogue and for bringing together the ordinary and the not-so-much, making the blend seem normal. That said, this story about a man who becomes Death — well, not exactly Death, sort of like an assistant, although that’s not entirely accurate either; let’s just stick with Death — is just a smidge overdone. For example, it gives nothing away to say that the final, epic battle between good and evil takes place on a ship in a cave best described as reminiscent of Goonies. But Moore’s signature tossed-off humor is in full effect in A Dirty Job, and it’s easy to care about his warm, lumpy, honest characters. Because of that, we’ll forgive the occasional talking bobcat with a torso made of ham. You heard me.

A Dirty Job
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