Loving (to) Death—a review
In the fourth Discworld novel (in a series of half-a-billion) we finally see our favorite supporting character with a leading role: Death enters stage with more DIALOGUE than ever. In Mort we follow the life of Mortimer, a boy who reached the age that suits him for picking up an apprenticeship. No-one wants him during the fare on Hogswatch night until… the Grim Reaper shows up on his noble steed Binky. So Mort goes about to learn the tricks of the trade of ushering souls to the netherworld. Things are going splendidly until Mort goes solo, while Death is taking a day off. He needs to take the soul of the pretty Princess Keli. And when loves shows her lovely face, the mayhem starts again. Add a few wizards to the juicy mélange and you’re set for trouble!
Mort is the funniest book in the series so far, mainly because of Death. He decides to try out the pleasures of the flesh: drinking, gambling, partying, and, of course, fly-fishing. Pratchett perfectly shows the bizarreness of our own world with the Discworld and its characters, which are easy to cherish. The only downside of the book, and the series really, is that people will give you funny looks when you say out loud, “Ohhhh… Death is sooo cute.”