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carol26388's review against another edition
4.0
I confess: I'm still not entirely sure who the titular 'creeps' are. Are they Samuel Johnson, his dog Boswell, and the compadres from the adventures of The Infernals? Namely, Dan the ice-cream man, now managing a group of Dwarves With Attitude (so much better than the Stars Of Diminished Stature [S.O.D.S.]); Nurd, 'The Nurdster,' and Wormwood, ex-demons of Hell and car-testers extraordinare; as well as agents of order Sergeant Rowan and Constable Peel? Or are the the Shadows from the Multiverse using the very angry Mrs. Abernathy's (the Demon Formerly Known as Ba'al) desire for revenge as a gateway to devouring Earth? Could it be the optimistic demon Crudford oozing his way through the Multiverses in search of Mrs. Abernathy's molecules? Or might it possibly be the scientists who have left Switzerland and the Hadron Collider to take up residence in Samuel's village disguised as sweet-shop salesmen? Or, just possibly, could it be the former boy-band and now unemployed, middle-aged singers BoyStarz ("Love is like a run-on sentence")?
The last book in the Samuel Johnson trilogy is a perfect capstone for the series (1). The team has returned from Hell and gotten on with their lives. The demons have all found jobs and are more or less fitting into the human world although Nurd still feels the great divide from himself and the humans, and is particularly aware of how he needs to hide his looks. Samuel is trying to put the past behind him and has made been dating Lucy Johnson. Dan is trying his best to find work for the dwarves and BoyStarz. But Evil will be Evil, and something sinister is taking place in the abandoned Wreckit & Sons department store (2), soon to re-open as a toy store. When Samuel & Friends all receive invitations to the Christmas Grand Opening, it seems like time for a celebration.
The plot moved right along, taking turns following the large cast. It serves to build some suspense, but it also nicely captures the different moods of the characters. Melancholy from Nurd, the vague worries of Samuel, and the relentless optimism of Crudford, Esq. (3). Connolly is able to achieve an amazing balance between suspense, humor, the melancholy of growth and the horror that the universe might be destroyed.
The humor almost always amused me. Connolly is particularly good at sliding in running jokes adults will appreciate such as the titles of pop songs and the properties of special brews ("My love is like a Little Man"). I confess, Crudford's incomprehensible pictorial explanations cracked me up. A couple of times the dwarves' dialogue made me laugh out loud, particularly during their job interview (4). Once again, the footnotes played an entertaining role, whether it was recalling the prior books, explaining the problems of kings, or the differences between an English biscuit and an American one. They aren't as much science/history informative this time as much as outright commentary on the author's part ("I don't know why I bother") and further elaboration on running gags about the sweets at the sweet shop and Mr. Spiggit's alcoholic brews. Thanks to the insight of Melora, this time I noticed the sticking-things-up-the-bum jokes, an excessive four or five times. But probably completely consistent with the kid humor. At the very end is an Epilogue about Samuel and Nurd meeting in Samuel's old age that provides a nice bit of emotional resolution.
Overall, I unhesitatingly give the series 4 1/2 stars. I re-read the last book twice; it not only held up, but was perhaps even more enjoyable for my ability to savor even the throw-away bits. I think this series will be worth a re-read or two and recommend it if you enjoy clever writing, dark humor, and a willingness to play with YA conventions.
(1) "Once again, if you'd read that book then you'd know all of this already. Look, why don't we just arrange for me to give you a telephone call and I can read the book to you?"
(2) Although according to the narrator, it was not particularly long in the timeline of a giant barrel sponge.
(3)"Being blown apart on the subatomic level must have hurt an awful, awful lot, thought Crudford. Still, look on the bright side: at least Mrs. Abernathy was seeing new places."
(4) "He fumbled in another pocket and extracted a tattered, folded sheet of paper. He started trying to unfold it, but he immediately ran into trouble due to a lack of fingers. 'Need a hand?' said a dwarf voice."
The last book in the Samuel Johnson trilogy is a perfect capstone for the series (1). The team has returned from Hell and gotten on with their lives. The demons have all found jobs and are more or less fitting into the human world although Nurd still feels the great divide from himself and the humans, and is particularly aware of how he needs to hide his looks. Samuel is trying to put the past behind him and has made been dating Lucy Johnson. Dan is trying his best to find work for the dwarves and BoyStarz. But Evil will be Evil, and something sinister is taking place in the abandoned Wreckit & Sons department store (2), soon to re-open as a toy store. When Samuel & Friends all receive invitations to the Christmas Grand Opening, it seems like time for a celebration.
The plot moved right along, taking turns following the large cast. It serves to build some suspense, but it also nicely captures the different moods of the characters. Melancholy from Nurd, the vague worries of Samuel, and the relentless optimism of Crudford, Esq. (3). Connolly is able to achieve an amazing balance between suspense, humor, the melancholy of growth and the horror that the universe might be destroyed.
The humor almost always amused me. Connolly is particularly good at sliding in running jokes adults will appreciate such as the titles of pop songs and the properties of special brews ("My love is like a Little Man"). I confess, Crudford's incomprehensible pictorial explanations cracked me up. A couple of times the dwarves' dialogue made me laugh out loud, particularly during their job interview (4). Once again, the footnotes played an entertaining role, whether it was recalling the prior books, explaining the problems of kings, or the differences between an English biscuit and an American one. They aren't as much science/history informative this time as much as outright commentary on the author's part ("I don't know why I bother") and further elaboration on running gags about the sweets at the sweet shop and Mr. Spiggit's alcoholic brews. Thanks to the insight of Melora, this time I noticed the sticking-things-up-the-bum jokes, an excessive four or five times. But probably completely consistent with the kid humor. At the very end is an Epilogue about Samuel and Nurd meeting in Samuel's old age that provides a nice bit of emotional resolution.
Overall, I unhesitatingly give the series 4 1/2 stars. I re-read the last book twice; it not only held up, but was perhaps even more enjoyable for my ability to savor even the throw-away bits. I think this series will be worth a re-read or two and recommend it if you enjoy clever writing, dark humor, and a willingness to play with YA conventions.
(1) "Once again, if you'd read that book then you'd know all of this already. Look, why don't we just arrange for me to give you a telephone call and I can read the book to you?"
(2) Although according to the narrator, it was not particularly long in the timeline of a giant barrel sponge.
(3)"Being blown apart on the subatomic level must have hurt an awful, awful lot, thought Crudford. Still, look on the bright side: at least Mrs. Abernathy was seeing new places."
(4) "He fumbled in another pocket and extracted a tattered, folded sheet of paper. He started trying to unfold it, but he immediately ran into trouble due to a lack of fingers. 'Need a hand?' said a dwarf voice."
jakethedad's review against another edition
5.0
Better than The Infernals, not quite as good as The Gates. The Creeps is as funny as the other two books in the series, and takes a good leap forward for all of its characters. Without spoiling anything, the ending is pretty perfectly emotional and funny and triumphant. If you read the other two you have absolutely no reason not to finish the trilogy with this one!
hollowspine's review against another edition
4.0
Nurd and Wormwood, once residing in the outskirts of Hell, now find themselves house guests in Samuel Johnson's mum's house. Nurd continues his revolutionary work as a crash test...man, and Sam has embarked on an equally dangerous stint as Lucy Highmore's boyfriend. All is not well in the Multiverse however.
The Great Malevolence misses? Ba'al, now known as Mrs. Abernathy and has sent a globular demon with the ability to slide through the cracks in space (and a rather topping hat) to gather up his second in commands hateful particles to reassemble her, but something seems to be missing...
Nurd and Wormwood are prisoners still, even if in more pleasant circumstances than their residence in Hell, they are still cooped up in Mrs. Johnson's house, unable to travel the world for fear of their still not quite human (and in the case of Wormwood rather flammable) appearances. Although Nurd relishes his friendship with Samuel he also yearns for something more.
And the statue of Hilary Mould, chief designer of Biddlecomb's oddest buildings, including a battlefield memorial, cemetery and insane asylum, is moving about town a bit more freely than inanimate objects strictly should do. At the center of this mystery is the newly re-opening Wreckit and Son's toy store, where something sinister speaks from the walls.
Finally, a dark and creeping presence, worse even than the Great Malevolence, lurks at the ever weakening threshold from the black space between universes, longing to put out the light and life of the entire Multiverse.
Will Samuel, Nurd and Boswell be able to face down this new threat? Will the Great Malevolence succumb to hope? Will a bottle of beer mean the difference between life and death?
Maybe.
The ending of this novel seems to conclude the series, I found it satisfying if a bit melancholy. I do hate partings.
The Great Malevolence misses? Ba'al, now known as Mrs. Abernathy and has sent a globular demon with the ability to slide through the cracks in space (and a rather topping hat) to gather up his second in commands hateful particles to reassemble her, but something seems to be missing...
Nurd and Wormwood are prisoners still, even if in more pleasant circumstances than their residence in Hell, they are still cooped up in Mrs. Johnson's house, unable to travel the world for fear of their still not quite human (and in the case of Wormwood rather flammable) appearances. Although Nurd relishes his friendship with Samuel he also yearns for something more.
And the statue of Hilary Mould, chief designer of Biddlecomb's oddest buildings, including a battlefield memorial, cemetery and insane asylum, is moving about town a bit more freely than inanimate objects strictly should do. At the center of this mystery is the newly re-opening Wreckit and Son's toy store, where something sinister speaks from the walls.
Finally, a dark and creeping presence, worse even than the Great Malevolence, lurks at the ever weakening threshold from the black space between universes, longing to put out the light and life of the entire Multiverse.
Will Samuel, Nurd and Boswell be able to face down this new threat? Will the Great Malevolence succumb to hope? Will a bottle of beer mean the difference between life and death?
Maybe.
The ending of this novel seems to conclude the series, I found it satisfying if a bit melancholy. I do hate partings.
weremallard's review against another edition
4.0
I love John Connolly's writing, and I've really enjoyed the Samuel Johnson trilogy. This one wasn't my favorite of the three. As other people have pointed out, Samuel was kind of a side character in his own book, and I was curious what happened to some of the characters- such as the dwarves- at the end of the book. That being said, I did enjoy it, and at times it made me laugh out loud. If you haven't read the trilogy and enjoy fantasy humor stories, I highly recommend starting with the Gates and working your way from there.
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