Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Like Warm Sun on Nekkid Bottoms by Chuck Austen

"Well," she said. "It's your life. But honestly, I'm convinced that unreleased semen interferes chemically with brain activity in males. So don't make any rash decisions you'll regret later until after you've masturbated and given it some additional thought."

There used to be a priest at my church who gave great sermons. In one of these sermons, he explained the difference between being naked and being nekkid: you're naked when you're born, when you get in the shower, or something else totally innocent that just happens to be unclothed; you're nekkid when you're naked and you're up to something. Just throwing that out there. It kinda relates.

Like Warm Sun on Nekkid Bottoms certainly has its flaws (the story is a little out there, the protagonist is generally more of a coward than someone you can relate to, Austen goes for quality and not quantity with his use of silly metaphors...though some actually do work, etc), but overall it was pretty enjoyable. In short, it tells the story of Corky Wooplesdown (pronounced whoo-pulls-dun), who works as a reviewer of lingerie at his family's lingerie company. He's kind of a lovable loser who only got job because he's the only person in his family who can do the job without sexually harassing the models and opening up the company to litigation. He is in line to be very wealthy, but doesn't really have any marketable skills. He trudges along in relative mediocrity until he has an outrageous and amusing encounter with a model, falls in love with her and tries to win her over. The big (but not only) problem is that she lives in an alternate dimension that is basically the same as ours except everyone is a nudist. So basically Corky has to overcome his fear of being disinherited and of walking around without pants and prove himself to Wisper, the exceedingly gorgeous model. Shenanigans ensue.

If you enjoy Christopher Moore and his wackiness, as I know some of you do, you'll probably think this one is ok. It would probably fall in about the 40th percentile of Moore books. Not as good as some, but better than others. I chuckled several times and especially appreciated that the book only cost about 2 bucks for kindle. Well worth it.

1 comment:

Christopher said...

I would have read it if it had fallen in the 43rd percentile or better.