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This one has been in the books since the first rumours for Steve Jackson's LOTR project and I'm still not tired of waiting for it. It's going to be that good.*
Plot:
Kids! Bringing about Armageddon can be dangerous. Do not attempt it in your own home.
Thus starts Good Omens , a witty and wise carnival-ride into The End.
According to The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch. - the worlds only totally reliable guide to the future - the world will end on a Saturday.
Next Saturday, in fact. Just after tea.
There will be rains of blood and fish, works of Mozart turning into Best of Queen tapes, an uprising of the rainforests and a billion sushi dinners crieing out for vengeance.
The massed armies of Heaven and Hell will sort it out once and for all (of us , that is).
Which is a problem for Crowley (he rather likes humans, a major failing in a demon), and his opposite number and old angelic friend Aziraphale ( Technically a Principality, but people make jokes about that these days - and Soho bookshop owner) Heaven and Hells representatives in Western Europe since The Beginning.
They've gone native down/up here on earth and don't want it all to End. Not yet .
So they've got no alternative but to stop the Four Easy Riders of the Apocalypse, defeat the marching ranks of the Witchfinder's army (all two of them) and kill the Antichrist. Which is a shame.
Because He is eleven years old, loves his dog - even though it's really a Satanic hellhound under all that hair - really cares about the environment and helps his neighbour, (even though she's really a witch) with his trio of friends - Them.
A nice kid, who seldom does what His Father wants.
All hell is about to break loose (and heaven for that matter), accompanied by Tibetans, Satanical Nuns, Aliens, Americans, Atlanteans, Painted Jezebels and other rare and strange creatures from the Last Days .
And if that isn't enough, they've still got Sunday to deal with. . .
Neal Gaiman (famous for his superbly creative Sandman comic) and Terry Pratchett (of hilarious Discworld fame) wrote this definite best-selling winner, so it needs a twisted, wicked all-out directing veteran like Terry Gilliam to be made into a movie.
Luckily the man signed himself on.
Shame he signed himself off again too.
If this is going to be Armageddon, count me in!
The End is Nigh...
(*I hope.) |
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