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"""''Are you there, Satan? It's me, Madison."" '' I'm a spunky, lively tweenage girl, except I'm a dead one, and I'm in Hell, to my surprise. While I'm here I'll find out just where it is all those cold-calling telegraphers ring you from just while you're settling down to your evening meal, and where the world's wasted sperm and discarded toenail clippings fetch up. I'll have very hairy encounters with demons of Satan's and mankind's making, and with some superlative plotting and flashbacks I'll find a clearer approach to why I was put here in the first place.
Madison is one of the greater Palahniuk creations. Young and bubbly, with an intelligent approach and great vocabulary, which she's not too proud to assure us she can use properly, she's a most engaging first person narrator. This book harks back to the author's Fight Club in having her address her living audience with scathing sarcasm, regarding how our holier-than-thou healthy lifestyles will keep us alive, and we'll never be caught short by the grim reaper and sent to join her. It appears, however, that one only need say 'Fuck' a certain number of times, or only fart in a lift a handful of times, to be irredeemably damned.
I must thank the publishers for my review copy.
For me the author's best late work is still [[Pygmy by Chuck Palahniuk|Pygmy]]. "
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