I’ve finished another book from my list, and I think after this point, I must definitely read more of Terry Pratchett’s work.
Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch, was a masterpiece of fiction, and a joy to read. There is no point in the story where stagnation rears its ugly head; every page contains some minor (if not major) reason to smile, if not laugh yourself into a coma.
The storyline is the basic outline for Armageddon. The main characters are God, of course, although He’s fairly quiet throughout the novel and says very little, unless you count (another character) The Metatron, the Voice of God, who is really more like a personal assistant, or a senate committee. There are Aziraphale, the angel with a pension for books, who in fact owns a small bookstore, though… never really sells anything so much as collects, and is in fact the only angel who can dance. Well, sort of. Also, A.J. Crowley, (formerly Crawly) retired Serpent, and mass-scale (pun? where??) mischief maker. Quoted as, “An Angel who did not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards.” Satan, another Him we hear very little from, unless of course you count Beelzebub, yet another Al Gore, and spokesperson for Hell. Hastur and Ligur, two Dukes of Hell, and as demons go, are particularly nasty. Our Motorcyclists of the Apocalypse are Death; who is not so much an evil, as a fact of life. (He’s personally my favorite; not for the stereotype, but for his diplomacy.) War; a woman worth fighting over, around, and for. Famine; creator of diet products and fast-food (we’ll call it food) chains world-wide. And last but not least, a sweet-natured boy called Pollution, whom can become bleary eyed with wonder at the site of an oil slick, and stands with open arms beneath showers of acid rain. Human characters are a lively bunch, of course, beginning with Agnes Nutter, possibly the very first nutter, whom was also a completely accurate prophetess, and is also completely, accurately, deceased. The man who met mutual demise with her, Thou-Shalt-Not-Commit-Adultery Pulsifer, and his descendant, Newton Pulsifer, a Private Witchfinder, and wages clerk. Anathema Device, the professional descendant of Agnes Nutter, and occultist, although, that is only her hobby, she’s really a witch. Shadwell, the Witchfinder Sergeant, also a very grouchy old man, abrasive, racist, and sexist. But for some reason, you can’t help but like him. Madame Tracy, the “Painted Jezebel” neighbouring Shadwell, a psychic medium with no paranormal ability, and an advertised disciplinarian for gentlemen who require such. Sister Mary Loquacious, a vacuous Satanic Nun who discovers herself in later chapters as someone nearly capable of productivity…. even if it is nonsense. Mr. Young, the father. Mr. Tyler, a very… interestingly-busy-busybody-and avid-letter-writer-to-the-local-newspaper type of man. And a delivery man whom is very dedicated to his job. The Them, a distinguished group of eleven-year olds, with more sense than any average group of adults, are Adam, the Antichrist, and also a very good boy, who cares for his dog, who is also a Satanical hellhound. Pepper is the only girl in the group, and makes up for it with her ability to fight like a maddened raccoon. Wensleydale, the most logical and well-studied of the group, if not a bit too old for himself. And Brian, who thinks a daily bath is very unhealthy, and might be able to cultivate a garden on his person.
And also a “Full Chorus of Tibetans, Aliens, Americans, Atlanteans, and other rare and strange Creatures of the Last Days.”
The story is all brought around the book written by Agnes Nutter which prophesied that Armageddon would be this Saturday. In the evening, possibly after dinner, depending on how late you eat, of course. The Antichrist is the center and bringing it all about, so it’s up to Crowley and Aziraphale to stop him. Also, in favor of the end are Death, War, Famine and Pollution. But Aziraphale and Crowley have Witchfinder army on their side, (all two of them.) A plethora of clashing forces come head to head in the end; and the climax is unforgettable.
Thanks for reading.
-Anni-
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