This latest in the Discworld series is a tale of what happens when you put a barely reformed con artist in charge of all the money. Marked by Pratchett's trademark wit, this volume should please longtime series fans. But he treads familiar ground, combining absurd circumstances and ludicrous characters with keen observations and acute social commentary.
Fortunately for Moist, he'd been getting a bit bored working at the post office, so while the challenge of reforming the bank system may have been unwelcome at first, he just might be able to rise to it. (Harper, Sep., 400 pp., $25.95)