Douglas Adams meets David Lynch in this witty yet horror-tinged fable about one of North America's scariest inventions--the local mall.

After writing a letter in praise of "malls," our eccentric narrator is offered a "residency" at a shabby suburban shopping centre. His mission: to occupy the mall for several weeks, splitting his time between "making work" and "engaging the public," all while chronicling his adventures in weekly progress reports.

Before long, a series of strange after-hour events rattles our hero, and he sets forth on a nightly quest to untangle the mysterious forces at play in the mall's unmapped recesses. Things quickly get hairy, and our narrator's optimism about his mall residency descends into doubt, and then into a full-blown phantasmagoria of horror and (possibly) murder. With the aid of a weird and wonderful cast of mall-dwelling misfits--including a pony named Gary--our narrator is forced to conclude that the mall may not be the temple of consumer bliss he initially imagined, but something far more sinister. And who, or what, is benefitting from its existence?

Pasha Malla's creative genius shines in this madcap work of horror-fantasy--a cutting critique of consumer culture as embodied in the fading local mall.

“Kill the Mall is a book for those of us who love malls but are also conflicted by our complicity in the machinery of capitalism. I couldn’t stop reading. Pasha Malla writes like a reincarnated Kafka.” —Ian Williams, winner of the Giller Prize for Reproduction
 
"A shaggy, brilliant provocation of a novel. As appropriately demented as the times we are living in." 
—Anakana Schofield, author of Malarky, Martin John and Bina

"A darkly hilarious evisceration of art and capitalism by one of Canada's most original writers." —Sean Michaels, author of Us Conductors and The Wagers