had a lot of love last fall for the first novel in this series, The Corpse-Rat King. So much love I almost gave it five stars. Really, the only reason I didn't was because I was pretty sure the best was yet to come.

And I was right. With this sequel, The Marching Dead, Battersby kicked up everything I loved about the first novel by a notch or two -- world-building, storytelling, hilarity, and most of all, characters who just made me punch the air over and over again, usually while laughing. Gerd, the trusty dead bumpkin sidekick on whom our hero Marius relied on last novel, comes into his own as a bona fide second hero, for one... but there's more. For instance, Gerd's newly dead Granny, who could go toe to toe with Lady Sybella and the awesome cranky biddy gang of the Lymond Chronicles, but who, ultimately, would shock them speechless with her command of bawdy songs. And Alno the dead bastard cat. And Arnobew, aka Warbone, the crazy cardboard warrior. And Marius' parents, who are both real pieces of work. And...

See what I mean, here? Generally, any book that finds me giving lists of characters in the first paragraph or two of my blog is one that has made me very, very happy.

But wait, there's more. Like plot twists that actually surprised me. Like genuinely grounding the bizarre, over-the-top story in the hero's character, past and present and making it work. Like featuring lines of dialogue like "It's not necrophilia if we're both dead" and having it feel completely natural, tasteless absurdity and all. Like a stupendously badass order of nuns with whom no sane would ever want to tangle. Really, the only way I could have been happier would have been if Battersby had managed to throw in some kind of awesome Busby Berkley cockroach scene or something. My only complaint is that, well, this seems like an awfully small world; Marius do keep running into every (impressively bosomed) woman he's ever slept with and winding up needing something from her years after leaving on messy terms.

Which is to say that, yes, I could have done without the love rhombus.

But that's a small matter, really. And it's the big matters that, well, matter. Because amid the violence and the guffaws, The Marching Dead has a thing or two to say about belief and religion, about life after death (obviously) and about responsibility, which not even Marius can run away from. There are some poignant moments between the scenes of slapstick carnage and smartassery. As there should be when the subject is death.

As soon as things look to be getting too serious, though, Battersby always comes out with a send up. Because ultimately, he seems to want to tell us, death and fear of death are laughing matters, if anything is. It's just that the joke is on us. As is the vomit, blood, other body fluids....

Battersby is one messed up dude. Delightfully so. We should all be so lucky. All the stars. ( )

The Walking Dead ain't got nothing on The Marching Dead! If you like your fantasy, foul mouthed, not dirty but filthy fun then you definitely want to pick up the books by Lee Battersby featuring Marius don Hellespont. The first book The Corpse-Rat King was an exciting ride of hilarity that constantly left me wondering what the hell could this guy possibly come up with next?

Read our Lee Battersby guest post - "THESE ARE THE RULES!" - A conversational essay from Marius' perspective.

He tops it in this sequel, The Marching Dead. Jumping forward a few years we think just maybe Marius has things going for him but well that wouldn't be any fun now would it?

The realm of the dead isn't done with Marius that's all I've got to say. Instead of running from things Marius seems to have turned his leaf a bit. Alright, with much help and nagging from Gerd. He has an even stronger presence here than he did in the first book. If someone were the cause of my dead I sure as heck wouldn't be as good of a bloke as Gerd is to Marius.

We do learn so much more about Marius, his past, hell even his parents this time around. The part I'm most thankful for is that we get a much more well developed cast of supporting characters, and what a cast it is! - from pirate to nuns, a bordello mistress, some token crazies...what the world without a crazy or two?

I mustn't give anything away, just know that these two books are loads of fun. If you're a fan of comedic fantasy these are the books for you. If you aren't heck these are still worth giving a shot. Course if you're easily offended than steer clear - there are enough f-bombs dropped that would make even a sailor blush. ( )

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