With these auspicious words begins a murder mystery so utterly unlike any other that it took fifteen of Ireland's finest writers (working well below their peak) to bring it to its unlikely conclusion.

The plot involves a mad search for the only manuscript of an unpublished novel by James Joyce, and features a stellar cast -- including a sadistic sergeant with the unlikely name of Andy Andrews and the unforgettable mob boss Mrs. Bloom, a woman "who had tried everything but drew the line at honesty."

Raucous, raunchy, gratuitously violent and completely hilarious, Yeats Is Dead! is a diabolically entertaining mulligan stew of a novel. James Joyce would be proud.