Tom Baker's autobiography was probably the most honestly introspective, intriguing, and amusing autobiography I've ever read. This short work of fiction is just as fantastic. The Boy Who Kicked Pigs is the story of a friendly, young sociopath, and it's an amazing dive into the grotesque. You can almost hear Baker's voice narrating, and the illustrations by David Roberts truly bring the characters to life.
Baker has more side streets and cul-de-sacs in his writing than a Terry Pratchett footnote, and even Edward Gorey never quite reached his level of macabre. I don't know that I could count the ways people die or are tortured in this little ditty. What I can say--call me morbid if you like--is that I loved every minute of it.
Baker has more side streets and cul-de-sacs in his writing than a Terry Pratchett footnote, and even Edward Gorey never quite reached his level of macabre. I don't know that I could count the ways people die or are tortured in this little ditty. What I can say--call me morbid if you like--is that I loved every minute of it.
