Pure Dead Frozen (UK title: Deep Fear)
by Debi Gliori
In this sixth and last book about the flamboyant, magical, and chaotic
Strega-Borgia family of Scotland, Satan (oops, I mean S'tan) becomes the
star of a TV cooking show. Hell freezes over - literally. An army of
miniature warriors settle a lifelong, deadly rivalry between two
brothers. One lucky couple is struck by love at first sight. Two new members
of the family come into the world, and one leaves it. A demon changeling is
substituted for Titus and Pandora's baby brother. Time travel, trouble with
wolves and dragons, a battle for the fate of the cosmos, a duel between a
baby and a demon to see which can make the other more miserable, and a
reluctant assassin's battle to protect his family drive the "Pure Dead"
series to its final resolution.
In this book, you will meet a salamander with a lisp; an over-talkative bat;
a pregnant dragon having second thoughts about her engagement to a loch
monster; and a fairy tale come to life in "our" world, which makes an
interesting change from Damp's growing power to enter the world of fairy
tales. Like one of the characters in this book, it was evidently time for
this series to "move on to the next great adventure" (borrowing a phrase
from Dumbledore); but oh! what an end it makes, going out in a blaze of
If you have enjoyed this series, as I have, you may be sorry to see it end.
But I think it ends on just the right note, and at the right time too. If I
had to complain about anything (and, you know, I usually do), it is
the crowded canvas - crammed with so many character- and plot-threads,
weaving together so densely and rapidly, that one worries whether it is
really possible to tie them all up in a fulfilling way. But as to the
sparkle, the energy, the vitality of Ms. Gliori's concluding fantasy, I can
make no complaint.
From the obligatory "Dramatis Personae" list to the poetic justice that
befalls its villains, Pure Dead Frozen strains Shakespeare through a sieve
of children's cartoons, Mafia movies, Mother-Goose tales, and a joy of
making evil look ridiculous. And as it ends, one feels a warm sense of
knowing the author and the wild, weird, chaotic family she honors and
lampoons. She both welcomes us into our home and warns us of the crocodile
in the bathtub, the non-potty-trained baby dragon in the cellar, and the
smart-mouthed tarantula whose nest is in the teapot. It is a home one enjoys
Recommended Age: Age: 12+
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