There Are No Giant Crabs in This Novel: A Novel of Giant Crabs by Jason ParginMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
Wiiiiiiiild. MindF, nuts, chaotic, funny, batshit cray plotting, and yet, brilliant.
You'd think I'd be prepped for this kind of great mental abuse or the freaking fantastic one-liners that not only infest my tongue but sit rent free in my head, or the kind of plot shenanigans that would make good Doctor Who shit itself, but noooo, not even being used to the previous John Dies at the End novels quite prepared me for THIS JUMBO PANTY TWIST.
The title doesn't even do it justice. Trailer park idiots having plot armor doesn't come even close to justice. It could be read as a novel of one crazy thing happening after another, of course, but the idea set-ups really kinda transcend all that. Hell, I could say There Are NO Jumbo Straw Men Arguments in This Novel with as much honesty as the title gives us, but not even that does it justice, because we ARE dealing with idiots after all. Just smart enough to live, with luck enough for Stitch, and an inverse proportion of self-preservation.
But they care. They have a jumbo amount of care, you might say.
And a jumbo problem, too. Mountains of body parts, mind controlling super intelligences, scourges, time-accelerated colonies, portals, and yes, crabs. And pretty boys that like to set things on fire. Including Best Buy.
Muahahahahaha this novel was crazy fun. Way out there. Wacky. And even, oddly, rather hard-hitting in the feels. I didn't expect that.
Nuts.
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