Oh, yes he did. Kiefer has written a rollicking apocalyptic thriller based on a uniquely blasphemous premise: God is not humanity's creator, but its creation . . . and, locked away by spells for millennia, It has become a hateful, barely-contained psychotic as a result of the mixed messages it receives from us every minute of every day. Now, two factions as old as time are at war; one wants to contain God, the other to unleash It. Caught in the middle of the apocalyptic muddle is our hero Kirt Tucker, a chronically depressed used-car salesman . . . and a (very surprised) sleeper agent for the forces of humanity. Will Kirt and friends prevail, or will God be unleashed to destroy Its tormentors?
I bought God Attacks! as a lark -- loved the goofy title and the unusual premise -- and was surprised to find a very good book. Both funny and dark, and crazy action-packed, with battling secret societies, marauding, body-thieving angels, a healthy dollop of gore, and a main character so well-drawn that the reader can feel his gob-smackedness emanating from the page. I was, however, slightly annoyed to discover, as the gripping action mounted, careening toward a climax . . . that there wasn't one, because God Attacks! is only the first of two parts. (Read the fine print much?) Anyway, I'll be back for part two, but I'll hate the wait.