Fairly amusing, occasionally insightful, and a couple laugh-out-loud places. Can hardly ask more from a comedian's book than that. ( )

Fairly amusing, occasionally insightful, and a couple laugh-out-loud places. Can hardly ask more from a comedian's book than that. ( )

Fairly amusing, occasionally insightful, and a couple laugh-out-loud places. Can hardly ask more from a comedian's book than that. ( )

I've loved what I've seen of Lewis Black's comedy. He does the Angry (well, no longer young) Man well, and his use of the f-word less offensive than usual because it fits so well into that persona. In this, his second book, he takes on religion. His trademark comedy is there, but it is actually surprising the religious experiences he has had. Through hallucinogenic drugs, for example, he had profound experiences of the interconnectedness of everything and everyone. He has also had amazing experiences with one particular psychic and after the death of his brother. But he has little use for organized religions, and his trademark humor points up much of the absurdity of them. I'm rather surprised he doesn't seem to know anything about paganism - I'm sure Wiccans and other pagans have educated him by now. Somebody also needs o tell him that there already exist comedy religions, such as Discordianism, the Flying Spaghetti Monster, and the Church of Elvis.

Excellent book if you like Black's style of humor, though the play at the end was not as funny as Black would like to think. ( )