Heaping Spoonfuls of Praise for Mark Gatiss, Lucifer Box, and
«With its quaint dust jacket and Beardsely-inspired illustrations, the book feels like a visitor from a more elegant era; it has the smell of fin de siecle about it… [Lucifer Box] belongs to a lineage which stretches from Sherlock Holmes to the indestructible James Bond, via the queasy phantasmagoria of Sax Rohmer’s Fu Manchu stories… But Gatiss is more than a pasticheur; he has ambitions beyond literary ventriloquism. Midway through the story, Box is revealed to be bisexual, and we feel that this is a novel which Doyle, Stevenson, and Rider Haggard would not have been allowed to write. Giddily inventive and packed with delirious incident, it suggests a postmodern project comparable to Michael Faber’s
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«It’s Gatiss’s impeccable lightness of touch and huge delight in wordplay that makes this a joy. Studded with epigrams, asides, such wonderful names as Strangeways Pugg and Everard Supple, this is a wickedly written romp to put a smile on the face of anyone amused by the strange alchemy of the words a peculiar horror of artichokes.»
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«Plenty of sly comic detail (Box lives at Number 9 Downing Street „because someone has to“) and a surrealist narrative that fans of
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«The preposterous Lucifer is an entertaining hero and
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«Self-deprecatingly subtitled
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«Lucifer Box, society darling and spy, investigates the secret Vesuvius Club. Brilliant stuff.»
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«In the appallingly appealing Lucifer Box, Mark Gatiss has created an antihero for the ages. Watching the number of chapters, then pages, dwindle, was heartrending. No one has ever combined the seedy, the stylish, the rumbustious, the raffish, the egregious, the outrageous, the high, and the low with such wit and grace.»
— Stephen Fry, author of
«Mark Gatiss has brought his customary wit and outlandish style to the page… sharp, witty and shocking.»
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«The kind of book that breaks the rules and gets away with it on the wings of genial invention and flawless execution… wonderfully oddball… If you’re the kind of person who laughs at phrases like „I have a peculiar horror of artichokes“ or, when describing London, „It smelled of roasting excrement,“ why then, I believe you’ve found your next purchase.»
— Rick Kleffel,
«If you’re going to have humorous pastiche, give me this any day, with its evocations of Edwardian melodrama and derring-do.»
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«Mark Gatiss’s debut novel is everything you would expect from one of
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«A breathless caper… Although it’s humbly subtitled
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«Gatiss’s delight in this fast-paced pastiche is obvious, his tone slyly knowing, packed with puns as he fleshes out his harum-scarum plot with a host of brilliantly bizarre baddies and goodies. Yes the adventure is ridiculous, but it’s all the more decadently louche for it.»
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Published Info
1230 Avenue of the Americas
New York, NY 10020
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Copyright © 2004 by Mark Gatiss
Illustrations by Ian Bass
All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form.
First published in Great Britain in 2004 by Simon & Schuster UK Ltd.