Every now and then, a book appears that has such a great premise you wonder why no one has ever thought of it before. That was the feeling I got when I saw Ken Harmon’s, The Fat Man: A Tale of North Pole Noir. Doing a noir mystery set in the North Pole and starring everyone’s favorite chubby friend Santa is a brilliant idea. And you should be glad I read it, since now I can tell you to avoid it at all costs. Yes, it looks fun, but it’s not worth your time. Avoid at all costs. Why do I recommend this?