Zombie pinups

This was too strange not to share :) I just finished A Dirty Job by Christopher Moore. The jury was out as to how much I liked it...for most of the book. But I guess you have to love a book that has lines like the following:

"Audrey was waiting in the hall with fifty-three squirrel people" (p. 360).

The "squirrel people" were little creatures, fourteen inches high, reconstituted from squirrel bits and sometimes duck claws, etc. I was thinking, wow, Christopher Moore has one heck of an imagination. But he actually drew his inspiration from Monique Motil's sartorial creatures. I particularly like the Victorian Alligator.

Monique also performs as a zombie lounge singer and links to a page that includes a zombie version of Marilyn Monroe.

Ah, San Francisco.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hey, Bearette. I couldn't get the link to the squirrel people to work. Is that just me?
6:28 AM
Lisa said…
Your first link isn't working. The second one works, though!

I'm a big Christopher Moore fan, but you definitely have to have a twisted sense of humor for it---and a willingness to not care at all about good writing and let yourself get caught up in the plot. (And based on that last sentence, I don't give a darn about good writing!)
9:30 AM
verniciousknids said…
The Victorian Alligator is bizarre! (The first link was dead for me too)
9:52 AM
Bearette said…
Sorry about that first link! It should be fixed now.

Lisa - I actually did like Bloodsucking Fiends. A lot. But I've been disappointed in his books ever since.
10:38 AM
Bearette said…
I definitely have a twisted (or at least mildly so) sense of humor. And his writing itself is pretty good. So maybe it's the emphasis on plot that bothers me. I do have a bias toward female writers.
10:40 AM
Caro said…
OT, I tried your latest tofu recipe for lunch today.

When I put the sauce in the pan, and smelled it, I started saying, "Oh oh oh," until I realized I sounded like a porn star!

It was sooooooo good. I want to try this sauce on carrots and broccoli too. Yum. :)
6:46 PM
Bearette said…
Hee...you have a new career to add to your list! ;)

I love that recipe.
7:44 PM
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