Will Elliott's first book, The Pilo Family Circus, was an unexpected success: a macabre carnival, an eery underworld full of vain acrobats, temperamental magicians, psychotic clowns, and a boss literally from hell. It somehow combined grunge subculture with deranged satire. The reason for the circus show is simple: they lure "tricks" from the outside world, swindle them out of their souls, and then send them back into the real world where they will carry out nefarious plans. It's a circus but it's also a more sinister conspiracy, orchestrating all evil in the world. Like heroin addicts, the carnies burn the fragments of human souls, a white powder, so that their wishes can be granted and when their supply it out, they will do anything—fawn, beg, steal, kill—to get more. The manager, Kurt, might speak of Christian charity and use the anodyne language of corporate HR but he is a monster who also bludgeons his underlings with a crucifix. In this sequel, The Pilo Traveling Show, the protagonist, Jamie, is back. Having escaped at the end of the first book, wiping away all the horrible memories of his time in this hell, he has now been brought back into this lair of debauched antics. But this time there has been a change in management: Kurt's brother, George, has been promoted and Kurt has been imprisoned for his last genocidal rampage. The clowns themselves are trying to secretly carry out their own coup. Jamie has to survive not only a vengeful troop of clowns but also his own alter ego.
It's an enjoyable sequel but it lacked the same novelty and malevolent silliness of the first book. In the first novel, Goshy, falls in love with a flower and tries madly making love to it. It's quirky and weird and bizzare. In the second, Goshy starts spawning progeny from his elbow and then bloodily consuming them. This sequel has more absurd body horror and lacks the original whimsy and novelty. The ending was a shoot-out farce.