From Publishers Weekly
) limply recycles a worn-out plot: a bet between God and the Devil has placed the world in jeopardy. Gods lack of interest in the bets outcome and his obsession with golf forces Archangel Gabriel to enlist depressed dentist Martin Gray to help uncover the Devils final scheme, with the only clue the word Endgame. Martin is an absurdly bad selection, but he does his best to assist while dodging an IRS agent, trying to patch up his marriage and attempting to connect with his teen son, Luke. There are some amusingly wacky moments, such as Frank Sinatra and Francis Drake ferrying souls to the afterlife and Gabriel, wearing only a loincloth and a trench coat, skulking around gobbling danishes, but readers will be frustrated by Secombes two-dimensional, clichéd characters and the tiresomely predictable story line. (Jan.)
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"Secombe deftly weaves many hilarious details into the story . . . you really feel a sense of impending doom." —SFX
"Like something PG Wodehouse might have written if he'd decided to write comic SF . . . clever, funny and very English." —The Guardian on The Last House in the Galaxy
“If Secombe continues to produce books of this strength he will quickly win a place in the highest rank of comedy fantasy novelists alongside Robert Rankin, Tom Holt, even Terry Pratchett or Douglas Adams.” —Interzone on The Last House in the Galaxy