Paperback: 400 pages
Publisher: Orbit (6 Sep 2007)
For me, Christopher Moore is a buy-on-sight author. He's funny, in a darkly comic way. Sometimes it's the black comedy of a character who has no sensible course to steer through a situation. Sometimes it's lighter.
And sometimes, it's just odd.
This is one of the last. Our hero is Nathan Quinn, PhD., a whale researcher working among the Hawaiian islands. He's been through three marriages, and never lost his love for cetaceans. But, out logging and tagging the whales, he spots one with a slogan - 'Bite me' - on its tail. Strangely, the picture he took disappears at the developing lab. Intrigued and puzzled, he tries to work out what's going on.
To start with, it seems more like a thriller, though with some nice comic character observation (for example, Kona the faux-Hawaiin surf dude is actually Preston Applebaum from New Jersey). But then, at about the halfway mark, the story takes a sharp left turn into utter weirdness (perfectly compatible with what's been there up to that point, though), and the reader's expectations as to what is going to happen just crumble.
As you may have guessed, I enjoyed this one. I started it in the departure lounge at Oslo Airport, and was almost unwilling to get off the plane at Heathrow, just because I had a few pages of afterword to finish.
 Quite why one of his wives suddenly became a lesbian, thus destroying that marriage, is explained here. And the reader can quite understand her reasons: even a man in her situation would have been sorely tried.
Odd, even by Moore's standard, but funny. If obscenely rude in places.