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I think Jon recommended this to me originally, and F had a copy and liked it. This is a book about what happened when God died and His huge body fell in the ocean. The angels hire an oil tanker captain to tow Him to the Arctic, where they've prepared a tomb, but all sorts of troubles happen along the way.
This book has a bit of an absurdist tone, a little bit like Tom Robbins's Jitterbug Perfume or Flann O'Brien's At Swim-Two-Birds. I liked those books more--in those books, the tone and the writing style are really entertaining and keep you engaged with the book. In Towing Jehovah, it was less so for me. I felt that the book had a really strong beginning--how could it not, with that premise?--but then the middle fell very, very flat for me. I hated the World War II reenacters. I hated the stint on Van Horne Island. That whole section just seemed to go on and on and on. I only kept reading because I wanted to know what happened to God. Ultimately, I thought the WWII guys were handled well (although I'm not a fan of battle scenes, at all) and that was where the book started to turn back around for me. I really loved the last couple of chapters, and I thought the ending was lovely and sweet, and probably the exact right ending for this book. After reading the middle of this book, I wasn't expecting to love the ending, so I was pleasantly surprised.
This book has a bit of an absurdist tone, a little bit like Tom Robbins's Jitterbug Perfume or Flann O'Brien's At Swim-Two-Birds. I liked those books more--in those books, the tone and the writing style are really entertaining and keep you engaged with the book. In Towing Jehovah, it was less so for me. I felt that the book had a really strong beginning--how could it not, with that premise?--but then the middle fell very, very flat for me. I hated the World War II reenacters. I hated the stint on Van Horne Island. That whole section just seemed to go on and on and on. I only kept reading because I wanted to know what happened to God. Ultimately, I thought the WWII guys were handled well (although I'm not a fan of battle scenes, at all) and that was where the book started to turn back around for me. I really loved the last couple of chapters, and I thought the ending was lovely and sweet, and probably the exact right ending for this book. After reading the middle of this book, I wasn't expecting to love the ending, so I was pleasantly surprised.
