So this is the first official Bizarro Fiction I've ever read, and I think I really liked it. Sometimes I can't really tell if Mellick writes really loose and a little casually as a stylistic choice, or simply as the result of writing like ten books a year, but he's really got a knack for pulling a narrative together. And oddly enough, for all the anarchy and amorality associated with bizarro, the code of conduct being preached on here is pretty front-and-center. Sure, there's a guy with a lollipop for a head, a woman who owns a cat made of ears, and multiple tales of weird mutant animal sex gone impossibly awry -- but lollipop head guy is also giving us a lesson in self-respect, cat lady is showing us the dangers of isolation, and weird sex stories are like ALWAYS about moral-something-or-other and never actually about the freaky-deeky.
One might argue that the window dressings of bizarro and the straightforward narrative and moralistic cores of these stories are perhaps not integrated as well as they could be, and if you were having that argument with me I'd let you win. But it's also nice to walk away from this collection and feel like there was purpose festering beneath the shock value and toilet humor -- that this is not just the literary equivalent of Troma, done just for laughs.
Probably the one story that really didn't work for me was the same one that apparently won a bunch of awards -- "Porno in August," which just seemed weird and disgusting for the sake of being weird and disgusting. Sure, it was interesting that its themes weren't apparent and that its narrative folded in on itself rather than resolving. But it was also kind of a big uncomfortable mess. Who knows, maybe I was just too dumb for it. Maybe me and my ear cat gotta get outside more often.