Hardcover, 224 pages
Published Dec. 31, 1987 by Orion Publishing Co.
Terry Pratchett's hilarious fourth Discworld novel established once and for all that Death really is a laughing matter....
'He is screamingly funny. He is wise. He has style' Daily Telegraph
'His spectacular inventiveness makes the Discworld series one of the perennial joys of modern fiction' Mail on Sunday
It is known as the Discworld. It is a flat planet, supported on the backs of four elephants, who in turn stand on the back of the great turtle A'Tuin as it swims majestically through space. And it is quite possibly the funniest place in all of creation...
Death comes to us all. When he came to Mort, he offered him a job.
After being assured that being dead was not compulsory, Mort accepted. However, he soon found that romantic longings did not mix easily with the responsibilities of being Death's apprentice.
The ending of this book really doesn't make justice for the whole setup and build-up.
One of the Pratchett books that certainly gets worse on the re-read. I will dare to say that both Colour and Light were significantly better as a whole than this one.
Terry Pratchett is what I’ve been missing when reading Douglas Adams. Mort is not just witty, but actually quite touching and even frightening. The humour seems somehow profound, for example when Death explains that everyone gets what they think is coming for them, because “it’s so much neater that way”. This light-hearted fun actually opens up a philosophical can of worms: If I expect a heavenly afterlife together with my family, but my brother expects to be rotting in hell, is the brother in heaven actually my brother? He can’t be, but did I then actually get what I expected? This dilemma is even touched upon later. I much prefer this humour to cliché nihilism.
The characters and storyline in this book really didn't click with me. I felt like Mort was a complete jerk and that Kelli should have totally died. I mean, I'm glad everything worked out in the end but still.
Kuolema hankkii oppipojan kuolevaisten maailmasta. Alkuhämmennyksen jälkeen oppipoika saa hommasta jujun ja alkaa vähitellen hivuttautua mestarinsa asemaan, mikä ei tuotakaan vaikeuksia, koska Kuolema itse on kyllästynyt työhönsä ja etsii sekä huvituksia että alanvaihtoa kuolevaisten maailmasta. Tällä kertaa oli melkoista struggelitavaraa, erityisesti tosimaailmastamme lainattujen kulttuurierojen ympärille rakentuva huumori aiheutti lähinnä myötähäpeää.
