American Badass by Jeff Chacon

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Publisher: Wooden Stake

Publishing Date: September 2014

ISBN: 9781940936048 

Genre: SciFi

Rating: 1.2/5

 

Publisher Description: Ron Watson wakes up one day to find himself dead. Yes, after an unplanned and unfortunate meeting on a Colorado highway with a semi-trailer truck carrying disposable diapers for orphaned babies, Ron Watson is now an everyday, run-of-the-mill divorced American zombie, with exactly two thoughts in his head: “Brains!” and “Vegas!”

Review: I almost gave this a DNF due to Ron explaining everything he is going to do and why he is going to do it and then questioning his own motives. He’s a zombie for fugs sake. Why all the inner ruminations? There was also this smug undertone, almost like the author is in love with his own humor and thinks everyone else should be too. Although some instances were witty, the novel tries to be funny all the time.  You may find yourself flipping pages as Ron has lengthy internal dialogues.

I liked some of the characters, just not the main ones. Ron’s love interest is a great character as is Ron’s friend whom provides a good amount of comedic relief. Ron’s daughter is a clichéd tough smoking teen rocker that can handle guns, men and zombies and has a hidden heart of gold. Fug. The author also finds the time, in a few instances, to ridicule conservatives. What this has to do with anything “zombie” is puzzling but could be a reflection of the authors internal myopia.  

I think this fails the zombie genre test but a good read if you like standing in line at the DMV and screaming babies.

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