Neil Gaiman has discovered a hook, line, and sinker theory with Neverwhere. The thought of "Where do forgotten things go?", answered in detail with the theory that they go to a bits-and-pieces city underground, is so captivating, that even if this novel was undescriptive and boring (which it isn't), it would keep you reading even if it was 700 pages long, just to find out more about the concept of a city that is entirely unknown to us, that exists right beneath us, and consists of all the riffraff and the people who have, as Gaiman so cleverly states it, "fallen through the cracks". The character quirks that Gaiman manages to think of are so ludicrous, and, indeniably, real, that it gives the characters a whole new dimension. Gaiman invents characters that often seem to be just for the humor at first, and manages to shape them into vital parts of the story, that either teach a valuable lesson to the protagonist and hero, Richard Mayhew, or provide a much needed "favor" (a special currency of London Below). This book is, no-questions-asked, a winner. Your Lord and Master,
Wade Redfearn