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Library Journal Review
When Death takes a holiday-literally-from his job of cutting lifethreads on the planet known as Discworld, it falls to his granddaughter Susan to fill, however reluctantly, his position. Simultaneously, a fortune-seeking bard discovers a magical instrument and proceeds to revolutionize music on a worldside scale, unmindful that his own life is scheduled for an abrupt ending. Pratchett's continuing comic fantasy saga reaches new heights-or depths-in his latest incarnation. Filled with genuine humor that runs the gamut from slapstick to subtle, this most recent effort by the author (along with Neil Gaiman) of Good Omens (Berkley, 1992) is a good choice for fantasy colections. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
Publishers Weekly Review
Nepotism is given an unusual spin in Pratchett's 14th Discworld novel, as Death's granddaughter picks up the scythe when the Grim Reaper takes a vacation. Trolls, dwarves, magicians and rock musicmusic played with rocksfigure in this amusing but overlong romp, which begins with the formation of a band by aspiring musician Imp y Celen (aka Buddy). Arriving in the city of Ankh-Morpork, Buddy finds a magical guitar which enables the groupa rock-playing troll, an ax-wielding dwarf and an Orangutan pianistto drive crowds wild. But the instrument causes conflict between the motley crew and Susan, Death's granddaughter, who is just adjusting to her new post. Many of the ensuing comic situations involve Death trying to get drunk, though Pratchett's liberal application of jokes scores as many misses as hits. Extraneous plot information slows the pace as the narrative rattles to a colossal, albeit uninspired, conclusion. Science Fiction Book Club main selection. (Feb.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved
Booklist Review
Where else except in a Terry Pratchett novel can the consenting reader find not only Death himself but his diminutive rodent counterpart, the Death of Rats? Along with intrepid crime-watchers Constable Detritus and Sergeant Colon, an orangutan head librarian at Unseen University, and a flying horse named Binky, Death distinguishes a motley cast in this latest installment of Pratchett's internationally popular Discworld series. Here, the story concerns Death's granddaughter, Susan, who, unaware of her ghoulish heritage and thoroughly bored in school, is one day made aware of her inborn talents by Death's servant, Albert. Assisted by the Death of Rats and Binky's airborne fleetness, Susan learns the reaper's trade on assorted battlefields and deathbeds and even grows to enjoy it until she hears music emanating from an immortal magic guitar. Pratchett fans will take endless delight in a profusion of puns, wit-laden footnotes, and rambling comic misadventures in this first-rate fusion of humor and fantasy. ~--Carl Hays
Kirkus Book Review
Perhaps best considered as parody, with strong infusions of farce and satire, Pratchett's Discworld fantasies (The Light Fantastic, 1987, etc.) consist of elliptical jokes and mad puns delivered in an unobtrusive English accent, and move to their own inimitable logic. This time, Death (you know, skeleton, scythe, and so forth) becomes burdened by his infallible memory--he can even remember things that haven't happened yet--and, in an effort to forget, decides to join the Foreign Legion, whose members forget things, no problem, but only in their own particular fashion (``...you know...thing...clothes, everybody wears them...sand- colored''). While Death's away, his granddaughter, Susan, presently attending a posh finishing school, must take over his function. Susan has a helper, a rat-skeleton called the Death of Rats (``Do you just do rats, or mice and hamsters and weasels and stuff like that as well?...Death of Gerbils too? Amazing how you can catch up with them on those treadmills''). Meanwhile, talented musician Imp (from a place so wet that ``rain was the county's main export. It had rain mines'') has somehow acquired a magic guitar that plays utterly compelling Music With Rocks In It. Susan, scheduled to terminate Imp forthwith, finds herself unable to wield her scythe, thus threatening the magical stability of the entire Discworld. None of the peerless Pratchett's Discworld yarns are dull, and some are comic masterpieces. This one, unfailingly amusing and sometimes hysterically funny, is recommended for anyone with the slightest trace of a sense of humor. (Science Fiction Book Club main selection)