This is a religious satire in all its glory. There is a virgin mother stripper, a Skinhead gay-lover, and oh so many more wonderful supporting characters. The comedy is dark but truly funny. And the commentary on modern culture and our obsession with stuff and more stuff is poignant and not always subtle. S.C. Hayden tricks you into eating a sugar cube he's filled with stinky self-truth. Don't believe me? What was the latest fad you fell victim too? Beanie babies? Bell-bottoms? Sudoku? Is it that hard to believe an "American Idol" company is that far fetched?
The plot twists and turns but makes sure you're riding along with it. The ending is unexpected but totally one of the best parts. And I laughed out loud. A lot.
Fair warning, however, nothing is off limits in Hayden's world, and if you prefer entertainment without an occasional slap this may not be the book for you.
5 Stars. Recommended for Adults - with reservations.