It’s Thursday once again and we’re back with my newest favorite book meme, #ThrowbackThursday created by Renee of It’s Book Talk (https://itsbooktalk.com/) as her way of sharing some of her favorite oldies but goodies books that were published more than a year ago. Check out her blog to see her TBT recommendations this week 🙂
Today, I’ll go a little gritty and bloody.
Title: Warm Bodies
Author: Isaac Marion
A zombie who yearns for a better life ends up falling in love—with a human—in this astonishingly original debut novel.
R is a zombie. He has no memories, no identity, and no pulse, but he has dreams. He doesn’t enjoy killing people; he enjoys riding escalators and listening to Frank Sinatra. He is a little different from his fellow Dead.
Not just another zombie novel, Warm Bodies is funny, scary, and deeply moving.
I think I have fairly mentioned before that I hated zombie flicks/stories. But not entirely. I have read a couple of books featuring zombies and this is by far the most eloquent, if not, vindictive characterization of a zombie I have encountered. And I, surprisingly, loved it.
While I refrained from watching the film adaptation of Warm Bodies, I consider myself lucky to be one of the readers of this Isaac Marion brain-eating macabre masterpiece. The story coming from R was full of passion, as if he really was speaking from his heart, or the lack thereof (initially, that is).
Although I was on the verge of spewing coffee & food all over my Kindle while reading , I managed to control my emotions and soon I developed a love-hate relationship with R. Yes, that gory zombie who had a hole in his stomach and had decaying flesh. That walking-but-no-talking zombie who ate the brain of a certain young man, then soon fell in love with Julie, who happened to be the girlfriend of the said certain young man. Never mind that Julie was alive and kicking, but she did made R felt more human than ever before. Oh yes, what a mouthful, eh?!
The ending of the story was a little rushed, but I am not complaining. Seeing that Julie became an instrument for R to become alive and kicking again, it didn’t bother me anymore if I have stumbled upon a lot of cuss words.
Because seriously, this is one of the best written zombie novel I have ever read. Yes, I repeat, I haven’t watched the movie.. but NO, I have no intention of watching it anytime soon. Because I still want to bask in all those gory details that Isaac Marion had instilled on my mind. He is sick! But he is definitely a great writer.