Book Review: Christopher Moore delivers his signature zaniness in Secondhand Souls

In the modern landscape of trilogies, series, and re-boots—many of them serious and gritty—Christopher Moore’s Secondhand Souls is a breath of fresh San Francisco air. Moore keeps it weird: Picking up where 2006’s A Dirty Job left off, San Francisco remains full of diversity and outlandish absurdity taken at face value by its inhabitants. Secondhand Souls has a lot of exposition up top—Moore’s probably right to assume that fans of A Dirty Job remember the plot’s outline, but not all the details he references—so it’s not necessary to re-read the prequel, but it is necessary to have read it. The rest is classic Moore: Many singular characters populate an overstuffed plot, and in this case, the already convoluted mythology in A Dirty Job gets even more warped, evolving to create new threats for the cast of characters battling life, death, and …

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