Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Must Pre-Order of the Week: The Doom Magnetic
In all honesty, it's true I wrote the foreward for WP3's latest. Let this not serve as bias. In fact, a year ago I had William Pauley III on the Authors Speak live podcast and asked him about the Doom Magnetic (at which point, I'd only had the privilege of reading one portion of the story). I loved it. I adored it. I wanted more...and now here it is. The Doom Magnetic is the shit, plain and simple.
The author has had these stories for years, but it's only now that they appear in one tome, purely for your entertainment. If you've read Pauley's work before, you know what you're in for: campy fun, pop-culture bombs, and some grittiness that you don't often see. The Brothers Crunk reads like an homage to the camp of the worlds created in Nintendo games (which, is interesting, 'cause as much as we talk about our adoration for 8-bit games, we don't stop and ponder the sheer weirdness of the worlds they take place in. Seriously, Mario "world" is a scary, crazy place). In his recent release, Slime Night (available now on Kindle), he expresses an, maybe unhealthy, affection towards John Hughes and bowling. That's not a misprint.
In the best way possible, Pauley is one of the ultimate fanboys working in the world.
The Doom Magnetic may be his best so far. It's a very young career, so I can only imagine where he's going next. The title refers to a skill one of the characters possesses, a skill that can deal serious havoc on the world around him. That particular character is one of the most creative set on the page - Qoser, an alien being, perhaps god, with a giant cueball for an eye. Qoser seriously longs to be the baddest Bond villain in all the land.
With elements of steampunk, westerns, and noir, I think you'll be as entertained by the book, as I was.
Just about everything. Pauley's humor is present in all its glory, as is his darker sides. One minute the reader is laughing about a line of dialogue, the next gasping in horror as a head explodes. It's the very reason I love artists like Tarantino and Leonard.
The book also reads in overdrive, which could be contrued a bad thing. Once you start it, you'll be flipping pages so fast that it's done in one sitting.
Also, there's an experimental style to the text. The book shifts points of view, each one adopting the tone of the characters which...
What Not So Good?
...leads to the not-so-good. The style didn't affect me one bit, but I can see how some readers might be polarized by it. It's a little like reading Tim Dorsey. Dorsey has a very distinct style that a ton of comedy readers cannot abide. I remain unphased, but warn readers to perservere through the text. I really do not think that the smart readers in the room will be peeved by this. What I'm saying is this: if you're reading Twilight, you probably should stay away. The Doom Magnetic caters to a higher intelligence.
Buy it, check it out, love it, and buy it dinner. The book will reward your abs from laughter and enlighten your senses.
4.5 out of 5 stars