
Title: Weepers
Author: Peter Mendelsund
Pages: 320
Release: June 17, 2025
A melancholy and surreal neo-Western about a band of professional mourners who offer their tear-laden eyes to a desiccated world. It evokes Station Eleven, with its troupe of performers bringing their artistry and gifts to a world now bereft of them.
Our narrator, Ed, has a very distinct worldview and his colorful oratory style held me in thrall throughout. For instance, he describes a perky character as having, “…all that vim just soda-popping through her veins,” and someone who is even-keeled as, “…sticking to his fucking row, sure as shooting, regular as rust.”
The vibes in this book are just off the charts, and I really dug how it all played out. Mendelsund has crafted a unique tale that will surely stick in my craw. It’s sad and mournful and centered around death, yet it pulses with life in Ed’s eyes and through his narration.
★★★★
My thanks to the publisher and NetGalley for an advanced reader copy in exchange for an honest review.

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