Single White Psychopath Seeks Same

I’ll admit, I side-eyed the premise at first—another ‘lovable loser stumbles into horror’ story? But *Single White Psychopath Seeks Same* disarms you with how *hard* it leans into its own stupidity, and Joe Hempel’s performance sells every second. His Andrew Mayhem is a perfect blend of smug and desperate, like if Jack Black voiced a guy who *thinks* he’s in a Tarantino movie but is actually in a slapstick bloodbath. The real standout is how Hempel differentiates the serial killers in Andrew’s orbit: one sounds like a smarmy used-car salesman, another like a disgruntled librarian, and it somehow *works*. The pacing is relentless, with Strand’s short chapters and cliffhangers making this a bingeable listen—though the middle act drags slightly when the joke (Andrew’s terrible plans) repeats once too often. Where the audiobook falters is in its production polish. A few editing hiccups—like a sudden volume dip in Chapter 12—jolt you out of the chaos, and Hempel’s female voices occasionally veer into caricature. But these are minor quibbles in an otherwise razor-sharp package. The finale, a gloriously messy showdown involving a lawnmower and a severed foot, had me cackling on my commute. If you’re tired of horror that takes itself too seriously, this is the palate cleanser you need. Just don’t listen while eating—trust me on that.