Humor and literature, complement and essence, resource and plot. Except in exceptional cases such as those of Christopher Moore, humor is usually that added to promptly wake us up with a smile. How can we not remember in this sense "The conspiracy of fools" from kennedy toole, one of the most witty satires ever written and peppered with that almost hurtful humor. Or the always surprising, from the ridicule of characters, don Tom sharpe.
But there are those who know how to make humor into a whole to end up succeeding in the difficult mission of making what is hilarious precisely the guiding "thread." Yes, I know that the etymology of yarn and hilarious are not the same, but let's start with a graceful joke...
The question is that Moore has made laughter his particular channel to the bestseller, adorned with fantastic scenery on many occasions so that the thing fits well.
And without being a mass genre, the truth is that its international repercussion is undeniable (and that in translations humor loses a lot by a thousand and one connotations lost in the meantime and by specific localisms)
If you feel like having a laugh while enjoying plots with their grotesque tangles, between the fantastic and even with a knot that maintains narrative tension, Christopher Moore may pleasantly surprise you.
3 best Christopher Moore novels
A very dirty job
What to laugh about after all? Of death, of course. There is no choice but to look into that unfathomable abyss behind the "the end" sign and have a laugh at the damn dust that we will be and that will get into the eyes of the unwary on windy days. That's what Moore must have thought when he created poor little Charlie Asher and gave him the ability to accompany death wherever he goes, making it easier for the grim reaper to take lives in a harvest never so frenetic thanks to Asher.
It must be that death is a big fan of Murphy. And you know, when things go too well, wait for the storm of chicha calm.In his nondescript presence, Asher is one of the three luckiest guys in the world (the other two have already been killed in scooter accidents). Together with his wife he composes that symphony of normality until Sophie is conceived. Because it is her arrival and death appears (perhaps due to lack of sleep or simple fortune).
Asher's hilarious future is accompanied by people who die as soon as they are near him and prophetic messages that announce more and more deaths. Fed up with crazy death, disgusting argument for that strange sigh that finally accompanies the cessation of laughter.
The dumbest angel in the world
Inland California is a paradise where you can still find unique spaces like Pine Cove. And as unique as they are, Moore set his sights on a plot that once again turns everything upside down. We all know Santa Claus. Yes, the one who sweats like a dog in the shopping centers. An innocent child like Joshua discovers how Santa is brutally assaulted until he leaves him unconscious on the ground (who knows if it wasn't for trying to steal a car).
The point is, Joshua implores God for Santa's speedy recovery. If not, the children will run out of presents that approaching Christmas. And of course, how can you not feel sorry for hearing a child say such a prayer?Because if there is someone as innocent as a child, that will be a poor little angel who listens to it and decides to take action. Only the world is no place for mall Santa Clauses or cherubs with good will. The American-style grotesque is served, with that rapid contagion of laughter towards a heavenly entanglement.
Lamb
The thing about God and humor is almost patented by the Monty Pythons and their life from Brian. But Moore also knew how to turn the biblical issue around. Because there was a gap, the adolescence of Christ.
The story of those days when God was wasting time, which Neither in Jerusalem is told to us by Colleja, one of those strange friends from the neighborhood who come up to you as a child full of dirt and say, can I play with you?
The point is that Colleja happened to be Jesus' little friend and now the time has come for him to send her to us. A new angel, perhaps not very clever like the one in the aforementioned novel, resuscitates him and entrusts him to tell everything, like a tabletop reality show. But of course, we are talking about God, and everything that is told about him will be a new sacred text, no matter how misguided that kid who pointed to Messiah was.