Such a delightful romp! Enchanting! Heartwarming! Playful!
Nope. Not in the slightest. I still liked it hugely.
This is hands-down the oddest fantasy novel I've ever read. Best one-line description of the plot: a god passing his powers to the next generation, which he built through some of the most awful shenanigans you can imagine, such that this power transfer is not even close to smooth.
It's mostly black comedy, mixed with some truly horrific imagery (you could call it horror, yes), and a bizarro plot that meanders for literally 2/3 of the book, and then solidifies itself during the final pages. All in service to a strange concept that doesn't look like it's going to have an ending that we appreciate. Also, that 2/3 mark? That's when the book seems to strangely... end. Only to start up again.
Yes, I'm recommending this, but with lots of caveats. Bear with it? No, that's not really it. It's engaging from the get-go. Take a chance? There are enough mini-stories being told very well that there's no chance to take. Forget about the plot and just take the journey Hawkins gives to you? Yes, go with that approach and I think you'll enjoy it as much as I did.