Okay, B-listers, get your credit cards ready, because those of you who have not yet read Anansi Boys must rush out and purchase a copy immediately! This gem from bestselling author Neil Gaiman (who--judging by the photo on the back of this book--is a fifteen-year-old wunderkind) is a hoot and a half from beginning to end. Poor sod Fat Charlie Nancy (and I have to call him a sod because he lives in England) has the world's most dismal life--a boring job, a fiancee who won't put out, and a charming father who playfully humiliates him every chance he gets. Things only go from bad to worse when Fat Charlie's father passes away and Charlie makes a number of discoveries: a) he has a twin brother he never knew about, b) his father was actually the trickster god of African legend, Anansi, and c) his brother inherited all of the godlike qualities from good old Dad. Charlie decides to get in touch with his brother, and--as we say in the writing biz--shenanegans ensue.
The writing here is artful and funnyfunnyfunny, and there are lots of entertaining moments. Every single character was both lovable and horribly flawed. Even bits that I found predictable were exectued in such a wonderful way that I didn't mind. So, burgerites, this thing has been on the bestseller list for ages and is about to come out in paperback in October. Those of you who have read it--what did you think?