The satire is spot on. . . . Theres a pinch of Pratchett a drop of Hiaasenand a deep affection for the worst of Fleet Street but the result is allGuttridge.The ... » 

The satire is spot on. . . . Theres a pinch of Pratchett a drop of Hiaasenand a deep affection for the worst of Fleet Street but the result is allGuttridge.The GuardianI enjoyed the book immensely. Should make anyone smile with the possibleexception of New Agers pensioners and devilworshippers.Ian RankinNick Madrid isnt exactly thrilled when his best friend in journalismOK hisonly friend in journalismthe Bitch of the Broadsheets Bridget Frostcommissions him to spend a night in a haunted place on the Sussex Downs andlive to tell the tale. Especially as living to tell the tale isnt made anurgent priority.But Nick stumbles on a hotter story when he discovers a dead man hanging upsidedown from an ancient oak. Why was he killed? Is there a connection to thenearby New Age conference centre? Or to The Great Beast the Hollywood movieabout Aleister Crowley filming down in Brighton?New Age meets The Old Religion as Nick is bothered bewildered but notnecessarily bewitched by pagans Satanists and a host of assortedmetaphysicians. Seances sabbats a horseride from Hell and a kickboxingzebra all come Nicks way as he obstinately tracks a treasure once in thepossession of Crowley. «