Sacre Bleu

Christopher Moore is a very sick man, in the very best sense of that word. Carl HiassenA magnificent Comedy dArt from the author ofLamb,Fool, andBite Me, MooresSacr Bleuis part mystery, part history (sort of), part love story, and wholly hilarious as it follows a young baker-painter as he joins the dapper Henri Toulouse-Lautrec on a quest to unravel the mystery behind the supposed suicide of Vincent van Gogh.It is the color of the Virgin Mary's cloak, a dazzling pigment desired by artists, an exquisite hue infused with danger, adventure, and perhaps even the supernatural. It is . . .Sacr BleuIn July 1890, Vincent van Gogh went into a cornfield and shot himself.Or did he?Why would an artist at the height of his creative powers attempt to take his own life . . . and then walk a mile to a doctor's house for help? Who was the crooked little &quote;color man&quote; Vincent had claimed was stalking him across France? And why had the painter recently become deathly afraid of a certain shade of blue?These are just a few of the questions confronting Vincent's friendsbaker-turned-painter Lucien Lessard and bon vivant Henri Toulouse-Lautrecwho vow to discover the truth about van Gogh's untimely death. Their quest will lead them on a surreal odyssey and brothel-crawl deep into the art world of late nineteenth-century Paris.Oh l l, quelle surprise, andzut alors!A delectable confection of intrigue, passion, and art historywith cancan girls, baguettes, and fine French cognac thrown in for good measureSacr Bleuis another masterpiece of wit and wonder from the one, the only, Christopher Moore.