Fluke, or, I know why the winged whale sings – Christopher Moore

Fluke is not quite what I was expecting from Christopher Moore this time around. We’ve had zombies and vampires and death (deaths?) incarnate.  Here we have… whales.  Significantly special whales of course, but it just didn’t quite feel like the usual stuff.

There is a central group of main characters, but our main guy remained a bit faceless to me. I can’t remember his name. Our guy ‘grows as  a person’ and discovers the ‘nifty secret’.

It did not include quite as many snort-beer-out-your-nose moments as several of his other books.  By which I mean humour.

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