I thought the author's prior [book:Camp Damascus|61884782] was fine, but this book knocked it out of the park. It's a delightfully chilling and timely commentary on the struggle between creativity and capitalism, gaywashing, inclusion, AI, creative rights, celebrity, and it proves that love is real. 

It's both deeply personal and wildly original. You don't have to look far to find parts that reflect Tingle talking about his own life while applying equally well to the lived experience of all. As for the horror elements, I thought I had a handle on the overall picture from the first chapter. I was wrong. But the joy didn't end when the source of horror was revealed, that was just the beginning of the fun, and new powerful and pointed moments continue to hit through to the last page. My single favourite moment has to be—I can't say anything specific without spoiling it, but it was a supremely apt and hilarious and glorious beat. 

Plenty of moments of terror, plenty of gore, plenty of emotional and authentic experiences, this is not for the faint of heart. But neither is life.