Dog Blood by David Moody
My rating: 3/5 cats
seriously—a one-day-read feels so good after spending two weeks on one book; it is freeing to remember that it can be done and still have time left over to watch step up2—the streets!! (those motherfuckers danced in the rain! talk about risking it all!)
this is the middle book in a trilogy, so don’t go running out to read it based on the “strength” of this review without first going out and getting hater. it is a fun bloody romping zombie-ish book that is a page-turning good time for those of us with anger management issues.
i like that this book takes the genre of zombie fiction and gives it a little shove into deeper waters. the basics: about half of the population remains “unchanged,” and the rest have gone mad with zombielike urges. these “zombies” aren’t corpses, they are just people infected with the urge to kill. kill, kill, kill, dismember, smash, punch, kick, start over.
good stuff.
but they don’t destroy mindlessly, like zombies, not entirely. this second volume mostly takes place in the mind of an infected, so you can see that they are thinking, or one of them is anyway, but there is a compulsion to kill and a planned rationale, of sorts, for their actions. it is a little more chilling when there is a methodology.
when david wellington introduced zombie birds in monster island, i got crazy excited because it was so unexpected and frankly terrifying and as someone who has seen a ton of zombie movies, it was something new, finally. this one pulls a similar move. children!! rage-infected children!! badass vivisecting feeling-no-pain children! god, like they aren’t scary enough already! for example, this fantastic movie:
apparently guillermo del toro has snapped up the movie rights for hater, which is pretty lame, if you ask me, considering there is already a movie and a remake of same movie covering pretty much the same ground. but who am i to question the man? if you’re not going to make the damn hobbit anymore, you do whatever you want, dude.
is this a review? i can’t tell anymore. all i know is, i took the day off work because my back refused to give me a break yesterday, and this was a fantastic companion for my day of rest.
i will leave the billy bragg here, because i think the question remains, “which side are you on, boy?”
me, i would probably have the rage.
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