Sacre Bleu by Christopher Moore, 403 pages

I love Christopher Moore, with "Lamb" and "The Stupidest Angel" being some of my favorite books. So, I was eager to pick up his newest book. This covers the artist scene in Paris in the 1890s, especially right after Vincent Van Gogh's death. What if Vincent didn't kill himself? What if there is a central color running through a lot of the the great pictures of that time destroying the artists?

This was an odd read, as all of Moore's books are. It was different from his other books but still very Moore-esque.