Once again the remaindered bookshop provided this book. It’s got a great title, don’t you think?
The Hollow Chocolate Bunnies of the Apocalypse tells the story of Jack’s visit to Toytown and his attempt to solve a series of crimes in the company of a teddy bear called – did you guess it – Eddie! It’s a fast paced tale which bumbles along from one murder to the next and posits the existence of a toy town populated by the heroes of nursery rhymes earning a living as glamorous pop stars.
All this sounds like a great chance to be weird and witty, clever and entertaining. Indeed there is some evidence of wit and imagination, and I expect the Robert Rankin fan club would have been enamoured of the whole thing:
It just didn’t do it for me though – I felt it was a monotonous series of events with many of them quite predicable, often based round cliched descriptions of drinking and sex that might well appeal to an audience of adolescents, but was not for me. Sorry! I didn’t finish it – that’s a first since I started writing this blog.