Just finished Christopher Moore’s latest, Noir, and like most of his books, it’s just a ton of fun. In the afterword he talks about what kind of noir novel he was aiming for and concludes that it’s “perky noir,” but really, isn’t that exactly what one would expect from him?

One of the particularly enjoyable things about it is how he brings 1947 San Francisco to life, and in particular, some of the seamier aspects of the city in the post-war period where the city was changing in dramatic ways.

It’s fun, it’s smart, and as always the plot feels like a tray full of dishes falling out of control about to smash on the floor, right up until it doesn’t and everything fits together nicely.