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This is an accelerating comedy with shadows setting off the wry, polished humor. Trickster deities thrive on contrariety, which is why one finds them bringing life into dead landscapes and disorder into order. A Santa Barbara insurance salesman's too-tidily-contained lifestyle, far from the Crow reservation he grew up on, is an irresistible target for Coyote, who wants to make sure his chosen people don't forget him. Coyote descends on Sam Hunter like one of Job's plagues, albeit a charmingly disingenuous one. "Why me? Why not someone who believes?" asks Sam, suffering from god-induced chaos. "This is more fun," says Coyote. He's right. -
I'll have to read the ending some other time, I guess. Sam was just about to enter the Underworld where I left off! :( Frustrating! I did enjoy this book, though. Sam Hunter isn't the most sympathetic character, maybe, but his trials with Coyote certainly made for an entertaining listen.
I finally got to hear the ending of the book - and I must say, I really enjoy Coyote Blue. It might be my favorite of Christopher Moore's novels. There's just something I love about the tale of one of the old gods, Coyote, wreaking havoc on the late 20th century.
Technology never ages well, and I have to admit that Sam's super-connectedness no longer seems quite so high-tech now. That can't be helped, though! For better or worse, Sam is a late 80s/early 90s sales guy, and he has to have the accoutrements to go with it.
Many of my favorite Moore characters appear in this novel. Coyote & Sam, the yin and yang of the Crow nation. Minty Fresh, the most badass muthf***** to spring forth from Moore's pen. Poor Detective Rivera...that guy can never, ever catch a break! I just love it.