Fluke

Last night on the train I finally finished Chris Moore's latest, Fluke. He's a fun author with a skewed sense of humor, and I generally really enjoy his books. This one, although fun, earnest and good-intentioned felt just a little meh. The last couple chapters felt rushed, the revelation of why the humpback whales sing was corny, and the ending was a little too neat. That said, it's a sneaky way to get unsuspecting schmucks to care about whale conservation. And Kona, the white Rastafarian surfer, was hella fun. I've been walking around saying "Irie, Sista Biscuit" for days.