by Robert Rankin

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It is a matter of historical record that during the latter part of World War II, England's top-secret Ministry of Serendipity enlisted the services of arch-magician Aleister Crowley to create a Homunculus. Why? Well that's a long story, spanning almost seven decades as it follows the life and career of Tyler, rock star, private eye - and notable for the fact that he almost saved Mankind. The cast of millions also includes ukulele maestro George Formby, Mick Jagger, Mama Cass, Elvis Presley and Lazlo Woodbine. And Tyler's brother, Andy, who impersonates animals (and who single-handedly brought about the Swinging Sixties). And a lady named Clara from Croydon, who unlocked the meta-phenomena of the Multiverse. And a corner shopkeeper from Brentford, who created a sitting room for God. And a great many living dead.

Oh yes, and it also involves a monster in human form whose intention it is to turn the Earth into a Necrosphere, a planet totally devoid of life ...

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780575086784
Publisher: Orion Publishing Group, Limited
Publication date: 12/01/2008
Sold by: Hachette Digital, Inc.
Format: NOOK Book
File size: 930 KB

About the Author

Robert Rankin is an unrepentant Luddite who writes his bestselling novels by hand in exercise books. He is the author of THE HOLLOW CHOCOLATE BUNNIES OF THE APOCALYPSE, THE WITCHES OF CHISWICK, THE BRENTFORD TRILOGY (5 books), THE ARMAGEDDON QUARTET (3 books) and many more.

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Necrophenia 3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 3 reviews.
Calypso42 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A bizarrely interesting theory of life after death drives this work of truly far-fetched fiction. So one in every three people living is actually dead... that would explain a lot. Not a brain-eating zombie story, this story verges on the very plausible, which is much more frightening.Not one of my favourite Robert Rankin novels, but it does pose some interesting questions to ponder.
isabelx on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
'The boy has a point there,' said my mother, who, I must say, in praise of her loving humanity, hated to see my father laying about me with his belt.She always thought he went far too easy on me and would have much preferred to have done the job herself.There were some times when I actually wished that we did not live in the enlightened times of the nineteen-sixties, but back in Mediaeval days.Because in those days I could have denounced my mother as a witch.Tyler and his schoolfriends form a rock band called the Sumerian Kynges during the 1960s, playing ukeleles because they are the only instruments that have not been stolen from the school's music room. their first gig is stolen from them by the Rolling Stones, who happen to go to the same school, and Tyler's life goes from bad to worse. His whole life is being manipulated by a music who manager who isn't what he seems, he loses years of his life to amnesia and a coma, he never manages to get laid, and when being a rock star doesn't work out he becomes a private detective, in the mould of the great Lazlo Woodbine. But Tyler does almost save the world, and but being able to play the ukelele comes in handy when he discovers a tribe of golden-skinned George Formby worshippers living below a disused subway station in New York.It's several weeks since I finished it, and as usual with Robert Rankin's books, it all seems quite confusing in retrospect, although I'm sure it more or less made sense at the time.
Crayne on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Necrophenia has all the elements of a classic Rankin novel. Elvis, Lazlo Woodbine, timetravel, running gags, all-pervasive evil and a protagonist without a clue. And yet it feels like all the elements were put into a blender to produce something smelling of bananas, but tasting like lemon. I mean, I *like* lemon, but it's an odd taste to accompany the smell. Yeah. Well, the long and short of it is that it's enjoyable, it's comfortable and it's definitely Rankin, but it doesn't compare to some of the The Brentford Trilogy books or the likes of Sprout Mask Replica. If you like cross-dressing undead, evil Keith Crossbar, Elvis, the Sumerian Kynges, Lazlo Woodbine and cities of solid gold, come on down and have some fun!