Doppelgängers, hitmen, zombies, a reality-manipulating demon, a profanity-shouting severed head, and a knife-wielding Betty Page lookalike all mix together in madness and mayhem when parallel dimensions crash together. Join British gangster Tim Machen as he descends into madness when the space time continuum breaks down on a routine hit at a secluded Victorian mansion in the Bram Stoker Award-nominated and genre-bending Deadfellas.
This is a crazy little book. If you enjoy stuff along the lines of John Dies at the End, then this is one for you!
Our tale follows the adventures of Tim and Francis, two hitmen who are on the job. Once they get to the hit, though, things go insanely wrong. Let's just say there is a large cast in this book, but only a few characters. Crazy stuff, with the biggest problem being that I wanted it to just keep going and going. There is a larger book hiding in here somewhere, and I really hope Mr. Whitman writes it.
Who doesn’t love a smarmy clipped brit accent – and the distortion of reality – and a bunch of undead running amuck. From the start I imagined the characters similar to the supporting cast from Lock Stock & Two Smoking Barrels trolling through the cemetery on the way to a hit, oblivious to the trap of insanity about the snatch them up. Only a group of hit men could have such great humor in dealing with the undead. Loved every bit of this book because, well frankly… I can’t remember the last time I read a horror story that made me laugh out loud and this did.