Another one of the autobiography style books. Robert Rankin follows on from Sprout Mask Replica in the guise of Lazlo Woodbine the world's greatest detective. The worlds greatest detective with a sprout in his head. A sprout called Barry. Called in to solve the case of a missing handbag, Rankin, I mean Lazlo gets caught up in an evil plot to download people into a computer when they reach a certain age. At the head of this plot is the dubious Billy Barnes, who's mother has just lost her handbag. Connection? You never know. Barnes is a go-getter who will stop at nothing until he has gotten everything he can, even ultimate power. A power that befits a god. Or maybe the son of god at least. And just who is the mysterious Henry Doors, the man behind the Necronet? And why does he bare an uncanny resemblance to Bill Gates? Or was that just my imagination? Rankin's paranoia with anything that beeps or requires a computer to operate it is thrown into a gloriously ghoulish story that sends shivers of laughter down your funny bone. Laugh at this fine addition to the far-fetched fiction section of world literature. And think to your self, just what the hell is Bill Gates up to with all that money? Reviewed by David V.Baker | 
