Recently, Ive been discussing Quirk Classics, specifically their literary mash-up genre.
I asked my friend, Youre a lover of classic literature.
When will they go too far with this trend?
Her response was simple: When they start picking on authors I like.
After all, its not necessarily about the Bennet Sisters or their zombieakilling prowess this time around.
Its about how they become aristocratic killing machines, trained in the deadly art of dreadful disposal.
If anything, its too respectful to Austens original work and not zombie enough.
Fortunately, Steve Hockensmiths prequel is freed from that requirement to be Austen-y and is worlds better for it.
Although, to be honest, the book needs no background in Austen to be enjoyable.
It might be better without the Austen, actually.
The same goes for fussy Prudence and pragmatic Oscar Bennet.
(The Bennets serve as archetypes as well, of a more timeless and less zombie-centric sort.)
The 287 pages of the book flew by.
When I picked it up and started reading, I didnt want to put it down.
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Rating:
5 out of 5
