The Unanticipated Adventures of the SuperFisters

Michael Kupperman's "Tales Designed to Thrizzle" have precisely the effect their title promises. You'd better be daaaaaaaaamn funny if you deign to write in a nonsensical dada-aspiring Monty-Pythonic stream of gibberish. And luckily, Michael's got a great comic touch. We get a perfect combination of gentle genre-jokes (like "Johnny Silhouette," a private eye whose clients only arrive silhouetted in darkness) and snort-worthy nonsequiturs (like portraits with the eyes deliberately painted to be crossed, so they can't freak you out by following you around the room). Few ideas last longer than a page, so we've got just enough time to laugh at a joke (like Ol' Factory Man, who one day realizes that his name sounds like Olfactory Man) before bouncing on to the next. We give it five "tee hee"s up.