Madcap. To me, Ray is forever the Doctor that stole the TARDIS and started out on every adventure ever. Let’s All Kill Constance has style and a wild sense of humor. It’s pulp, it’s romance (but not of the sort you want), it’s gothic, it’s parody, it’s horror sci-fi, and it’s none of the above. You shouldn’t read in anticipation of *good literature* just because you recognize a name from essential reading. Constance does a fine job delivering on the premise of Ray Bradbury: here’s another zany tale and who knows what’s going to happen and who cares why it happens, so long as it happens.