‘Deeply strange – and strangely deep. This is a book in which heads explode, people return from the dead, fish talk, pantomime cows are severed in two, and in which the reader will encounter page after page of unforgettable, resonant and sometimes moving prose…One of the most refreshing novelists writing today’ Guardian

‘Joyfully bizarre… A fast-paced picaresque frenzy … An intoxicating portrait of a gleaming almost robotically energized city … The narrative is peppered with deranged disguises and wild chases, a supernatural element and descents into the realm of the soul … Exuberant and unapologetically experimental, teeming with rich verbal games’ Francesca Wade, TLS

‘It is a blizzard of imaginative energy … The prose sings on every page, sometimes loudly, with silly song titles and arch dialogue, but often by seducing the reader – confidence is an attractive quality – while it slips its strangeness in … Its ebullient charm makes it very hard to resist.’ Irish Times

‘A description of this novel’s set-up makes it sound like something by P G Wodehouse but this is Wodehouse filtered through steam punk and Spike Jonze and infused, too, with the strange magic of old Ireland … Corbett’s imaginative energy can’t be doubted’ New Statesman