Brace yourself for Frankieโs novel, heโs more outspoken and brilliantly inappropriate than ever.There are fears that this year could see the start of a double-dip recession, or worse still a double-dip-with-misery-sprinkles and f**k-whereโs-my-job?-sauce. Why not chuckle into the howling void as taloned fingers reach up to consume you with Frankie Boyleโs book, Work! Consume! Die!
In Work! Consume! Die! stand-up comedy's favourite pessimist, Frankie Boyle, offers his outrageous, laugh-out-loud, cynical rant on life as he knows it. He describes your reality as viewed through a bloodshot eye pressed against a shit-smeared telescope, focused on hell:
- โCharlie Sheenโs life consists of going on huge drug benders with groups of porn stars. If he straightened himself out he could have a really mediocre career as a bit-part Hollywood actor. Playing the role of Martin Sheenโs corpse. Heโs crazy like a fox! And also actually crazy. What a tragic waste, not being Charlie Sheen is. How majestic it will be for him to die, possibly quite soon, knowing that when they make a movie of his life, it will be a porno.โ
- โThe X Factor will be allowed to show product placements. Thatโs powerful advertising. Last series I realised that looking at the judges alone had made me subconsciously buy a gnome, a scrag-end of mutton, a vacuous mannequin and a suspected gay.โ
- โThe Taliban are running out of bullets. Operation โGet our troops to absorb them with their bodiesโ is finally paying off. The Taliban are finding it impossible to get hold of essential supplies โ at last weโre fighting on equal terms. But letโs not get complacent. Just because theyโre running out of bullets we mustnโt assume our boys wonโt get shot. Remember, the US troops have still got plenty.โ
A no-holds-barred tour de force of comic writing, Work! Consume! Die! is Frankie Boyle at his brutal, taboo-busting best. This is nothing more or less than the clanging call to arms of a dying mechanical God.