This is a humorous adventure led by the Beatles through gruesome and unfair worlds. It is NOT fan-fiction. Beatlewulf is by turns vulgar, slapstick, full of references to other epic tales and modern culture simultaneously.
So--the Beatles are headed to Mardi Gras, but instead find themselves attending a demented carnival that takes place deep within the posterior of a very strange gentleman. How will they get out? They don't. They each perish in their own way, and the second greater portion takes place in Hell. With the framework of Dante's Inferno they tour a horrible mansion--where they encounter Danny DeVito with a giant mole on his back, some depressed Jews, and the skull of Aunt Jemimah. And more, and more, up until Satan himself makes an appearance!
This is a very sleek volume of the proper length-- a joy to behold for anyone between the ages of puberty and impotence.