Novel: Agent to the Stars
Author: John Scalzi
Rating: Five out of five Siggies
I had just finished FIGHT CLUB and was rolling in the glee of finally finding a novel that I didn't bitch about, I just enjoyed the crap out of it. That filled my book karma quota, which usually means the next three or four books are going to either suck balls or just be so-so.
I picked up AGENT TO THE STARS at Book Expo America. I read Scalzi's OLD MAN'S WAR not too long ago and loved it. AGENT was free (a galley copy, no royalty for you, Scalzi, sorry about that) so I put the dog on the leash and dug in.
Was it possible to go two-for-two with friggin' awesome books? Apparently, it was. Scalzi writes fantastic dialogue. Funny, intelligent, full of the little digs that bounce back and forth between you and good friends. It seems clear he had fun writing this, maybe as much as I had reading it.
AGENT is a fun book. If you liked my short story CHUCKLES MULROONEY, ATTOURNEY FOR THE DAMNED you will love AGENT.
The premise is simple -- aliens finally visit Earth, but theare not the cute E.T. variety. They are smelly gelatanous blobs. They hire a Hollywood agent to introduce them to humanity, to figure out how to show people an alience race that looks far more like snot than Alf. Aliens, snot, Hollywood agents -- you can see the hilarity begin to add up.
Having just lost a dog, I found the dog scenes in Agent to be fantastic. Loved this book. Loved it, loved it, loved it.