|I’ve debated back and forth on whether or not to post a review for this book because I have nothing new to add to the conversation. But that got me thinking. What is a conversation other than the sharing of opinions and ideas? So what if a book has umpteen million reviews. So what if none of my friends might be interested in it or have already read it. To even think I hold sway over what anyone else reads stinks of narcissism, and, while I am the sexiest, smartest, and most-loved reviewer on this site, I don’t have much of an ego. Egos are for authors and authors are assholes. Anyway, moving on…
Me thinks Alden Bell is a gamer. Specifically a fan of survival horror games like Resident Evil, Dead Island, and Left 4 Dead. Why? Well that would be a spoiler and I don’t do spoilers. I mean, I do, but not here. I’ll see you in the Spoiler Discussion. *smooches*
Temple was the best part of the book for me. Her nonchalant attitude toward doing what needed to be done was hella fun to read. Her calling Maury “Dummy” might upset some sensitive types, but I thought it was a perfect example of world building through character interaction, which is how world building should be done. Think about it. In a world of zomb-zombs and… and other things, political correctness would be left on the back burner or forgotten completely. Who gives a fuck about being triggered when you’re trying not to get eaten? Priorities, yo. We even get a mention of racial purity, because it wouldn’t be a book about the American southeast without a healthy dose of White Lives Matter (Most). I think the author hit the nose on the head (that’s not how that saying goes, is it?) with his depiction of a post-apocalyptic Alabama. I currently live in Bama (ROLL EAGLE!), and I must say, we’re almost there. If a certain someone wins the election in November, we’ll have to move The Reapers are the Angelsover to nonfiction.
(I love that either side can argue that I mean Clinton or Trump because both sides believe the other side’s candidate will bring on the apocalypse. This election year really does feel like we’re choosing which way we want to see America burn: hellfire or nuclear strike)
I found this book while reading an article online about the most underrated horror novels. I’d read all the others on the list and dug each of them, so I tried this one. I’m glad I did. And, no, I don’t remember where the list was posted, nor do I recall what the other books were. I know. I suck. My apologies.
In summation: This is an above-average zombie book. The writing is fantastic. But that can be a bad thing if you have a weak constitution. Because Alden Bell will make you smell and taste things you don’t want to smell and taste.
Final Judgment: Redneck zom-zoms best waifu.
I liked that Temple died. I dig it when authors have the testicles or ovaries necessary to kill their leads. Rock on.
The giant rednecks were fucking rad. Right out of games like the ones I mentioned in the review. Like Brutes or Thugs. I honestly want to know if Bell is a gamer, because this entire novel felt like a literary video game.
The sex scene was a bit awkward for me to read. But only because I’m a father of a soon-to-be-teenage girl and I don’t like imagining fifteen-year-old girls riding dick. Just my personal preference.
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