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    The Five People You Meet in Hell: An Unauthorized Parody
    The Five People You Meet in Hell: An Unauthorized Parody
    The Five People You Meet in Hell: An Unauthorized Parody
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    The Five People You Meet in Hell: An Unauthorized Parody

    By Rich Pablum

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    Heaven can wait.
    In the meantime...why not go to Hell?
    Every once in a while a little book comes along that sheds light on our desire for intimacy, our determination to grow spiritually, and our collective yearning to define the boundaries of the soul.
    The Five People You Meet in Hell is not that little book.
    A sensitive everyman, Edgy works a meaning-less job at a seaside tourist trap. When a freak accident sends him to "the other side," he encounters a series of strangers compelled to explain the meaning of life. Running the gamut from annoying and incoherent to irritating and hard to follow, these individuals all share a basic desire with virtually every other soul in the universe: to make quick money from a made-for-television movie.
    The Five People You Meet in Hell is as illuminating as a short-circuited night light and contains all the insight of a chocolate-dipped fortune cookie (with none of the fat). If you've ever died, expect to die, know someone who has died, raise alpacas, collect Hummel figurines, breathe air, or enjoy line dancing, you must buy this book. You will never think about thirteen bucks the same way again.
    If you experience erections lasting more than four hours, please consult your physician.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAtria Books
    Release dateNov 1, 2007
    ISBN9781416584728
    The Five People You Meet in Hell: An Unauthorized Parody
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    Rich Pablum

    Billy Frolick, the man behind the pseudonym Rich Pablum, has written for The New Yorker, Premiere, Entertainment Weekly, and the Los Angeles Times, and he is the author of a highly acclaimed book about the movie business, What I Really Want To Do Is Direct. He wrote the screenplay for the animated film Madagascar. A graduate of NYU film school, he lives in Los Angeles with his wife and three children.

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    • 1/5
      What an absolute let down. If you're thinking you're going to get some Mitch Albom wisdom here, don't waste your time with this book. The characters aren't flushed out, the writer seems to believe he's the world's funniest guy, and I can honestly say I'm upset that I'll never get the time it took me to read this book back.
    • 5/5
      I read the book the five people you meet in heaven that was good so I think this one will be too
    • 2/5
      I really had high expectations for this little book but I feel let down. The story jumped around a lot and was set in the 1950s but with current events woven in. Parts of it were entertaining but others were just no. The story follows a man who has found himself in Hell, after an accident at a carnival and showcases the folks that he meets there in the Underworld.

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    The Five People You Meet in Hell - Rich Pablum

    pier pressure

    Have you ever noticed that sometimes the conclusion of a story comes at the beginning? Not just in pretentious movies from the seventies, either. In literature (that's books, if you're under thirty), it's a manipulative ploy designed to pique the reader's interest in what is basically a shopworn detective story, dreary science fiction saga, or clichéd Western.

    Or, in this case, a hackneyed morality tale. But, hey, one man's hackneyed is another's profound. Who even knows what the word hackneyed means? Some movie critic probably dreamed it up, and now every amateur Roger Ebert drags it out just because he got sick of reading subtitles and fell asleep.

    But I digress.

    Edgy's final few hours on Earth took place at Angeli Pier, a midway that should have been condemned sometime during the Harding administration. The pier was located near Mykell Bay, a tourist trap that was expensive, shallow, and culturally insignificant.

    Like most such eyesores, the pier was a magnet for social misfits. You know, the types you find pouring sugar directly into their mouths at Starbucks. Delusional transient philosophers who claim the end is near, and have the body odor to prove it.

    It didn't take a DNA test to figure out that in addition to steroids and growth hormones, the carnival life was in Edgy's blood. He loved it all. The rickety rides. The unfair games and their deceitful operators. Children with the innocence of an Anne Geddes calendar shooting twelve-inch basketballs at eleven-inch hoops. Ah, yes. 'Twas ever thus. Not a thing had changed at Angeli Pier in decades, from the carnies' filthy clothes to the rancid oil the french fries were cooked in.

    It was all wonderful to Edgy. After a shift at the pier, nothing thrilled him more than taking off his shoes at night, feeling something sticky on the bottom, and not knowing its origin. He experienced moments like this with the fervor of Bill O'Reilly in a private office with a free calling card.

    The new attraction at the pier was a ride called Do Not Enter—Under Construction. It looked exactly like a ride that had occupied the same spot for years, the Krazy Kozmic Koaster. Edgy wondered why the powers-that-be at Angeli thought a name change would boost attendance. But his was not to reason why. He had lobbied for a position in management years ago, but one slip—filling out the application in pastel sidewalk chalk—had cost him the job. Listing Mickey Rourke as a personal reference probably didn't help, either.

    Edgy refused to be bitter, however. What did he know about decision making? Do Not Enter had proven to be wildly successful with the young and illiterate.

    Edgy was a sprightly ninety-one. Though his skin had long ago taken on the texture of a petrified Domino's pizza, his eyes still burned with a crimson that even hourly applications of Visine couldn't fade.

    His neck was sturdy and his arms were strong. He wore a stylish brown shirt and shorts. The resulting look was every bit his own—think UPS meets Abercrombie & Fitch. Perfect for back to school. Sorry, no X-Large. Free shipping on all orders over $100. Visa and MasterCard accepted. (No sales tax in Florida.)

    Stay away from that guy, a wary father hissed through his smile, warning his little girl as Edgy waved at them. Everyone at the pier knew him. They could smell him from twenty paces. Several patrons had applied for restraining orders.

    Edgy just had one of those faces you thought you might recognize from the convenience store, or behind the counter at the D.M.V., or the post office bulletin board. These were unpleasant associations for most people, but the man himself was unaware of inspiring such negative feelings. To Edgy, people were just people, and if most of them felt like hurling hard plastic souvenirs his way or running in the opposite direction when they saw him, then so be it.

    The last few letters had worn off his PARK UPKEEP shirt, right below his embroidered name, making it difficult to read. Consequently, many of his regular acquaintances had their own moniker for their least favorite pier employee. Edgy Kreep, they would mutter after he'd belch with his mouth open, or stick out his foot in an effort to trip one of their kids. That guy is one Edgy Kreep.

    not dead yet

    About an hour before he bought the farm, Edgy rode Do Not Enter. A sign at the front of the attraction said, YOU MUST BE THIS STUPID TO GO ON THIS RIDE. Fortunately, he couldn't read very well, and bounded into

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