Fred Van Lente (coauthor of Cowboys & Aliens, Deadpool) goes from graphic to words-only novel with this parody of Agatha Christie’s famous standalone finally labeled And Then There Were None after its original Ten Little... titles failed to find an ethnic category that wasn’t offensive to modern readers. Van Lente’s whodunit has legendary comic Dustin Walker inviting nine less-than-legendary funny folk to his compound on a secluded island in the West Indies to work with him on an exciting new project. Needless to say, the invitation is a ruse. His purpose is to make them pay with their lives for their “crimes against comedy.” Adding to the amusement are characters who are composites of real comedians living and dead, samples of their stand-up routines, snarky showbiz references, and a plot stocked with as many red herrings as Dame Christie’s, with an ending even she might have had trouble guessing. Like any project this comedy obsessed, it faces a “could be funnier” critique, but there are laughs enough to merit a listen. J.D. Jackson does an admirable job of juggling all the aggressively extroverted voices, male and female—not to mention performing their routines in character using a reasonably effective, well-paced stand-up delivery. Still, if ever a book deserved a full-cast reading, this is it. (That goes for the Christie novel, too, now that I think of it.)