I simultaneously loved and hated this book. Bunny Munro is an outrageous sex addicted door to door salesman, on a booze fueled downward spiral following the death of his wife (all the while dragging his 9 year old son, Bunny Junior, down with him).

At points the book has a dirty, sad realism and at other points it is manic and fantastical, reminding me of Hunter S Thompson. It tries to do a lot, examining grief, addiction, the father son relationship, being an unprepared and unwilling parent. Most of this it does well, but this relatively short book could be trimmer in places (e.g. a whole plot line about a horned serial killer that kind of goes nowhere). The crudeness of the book I'm fine with, and seems appropriate for the character, but at points Bunny really does cross some lines that make him hard to like or relate to.

Did I enjoy it? Absolutely! Would I read it again? Probably not?