There is a hint of Armageddon in the air. According to the Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch (recorded, thankfully, in 1655, before she blew up her entire village and all its inhabitants, who had gathered to watch her burn), the world will end on a Saturday. Next Saturday, in fact. So the Armies of Good and Evil are massing, the four Bikers of the Apocalypse are revving up their mighty hogs and hitting the road, and the world's last two remaining witchfinders are getting ready to Fight the Good Fight. Atlantis is rising. Frogs are falling. Tempers are flaring, and everything appears to be going to Divine Plan. Except that a somewhat fussy angel and a fast-living demon are not particularly looking forward to the coming Rapture. They've lived amongst Humanity for millennia, and have grown rather fond of the lifestyle. So if Crowley and Aziraphale are going to stop it from happening, they've got to find and kill the AntiChrist (which is a shame, really, as he's a nice kid). There's just one glitch: someone seems to have misplaced him.Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman's brilliantly dark and funny take on mankind's final judgment is back, in a new hardcover edition which includes an introduction by the authors, comments by each about the other, and answers to some still-burning questions about their wildly popular collaborative effort that the devout and the damned alike will surely cherish until the end of all things.
I really wanted to like this book. I had heard so many great things about it and, of course, I love the works of Neil Gaiman. The book started out just fine. I found myself chuckling at the humor and pulled in by the uniqueness of this book. Further the storyline seemed to slow down and become choppy. I wonder how much of an impact not being familiar with Terry Pratchett's work has on my opinion of this book. Perhaps I'll try to come back to it later.
