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dnemec's review against another edition
4.0
A very different take on the zombie book. Oh this was so much fun!
thesarahstory's review against another edition
4.0
Melvin Dobbs hat sich für den Wissenschaftsbeitrag an der Highschool etwas ganz Besonderes einfallen lassen. Von seinen Mitschülern wurde er schon immer beäugt und als Sonderling dargestellt. Melvin hat es satt, ohne ersichtlichen Grund den Außenseiter zu spielen und möchte seine Gegenspieler schocken. Und zwar mit einer Wiederbelebungsmaschine. Als Testobjekt dient ihm eine kürzlich verstorbene Mitschülerin, die er selbst für das Projekt auf dem Friedhof wieder ausgegraben hat.
Als Melvin versucht diese mit einer Autobatterie wieder zum Leben zu erwecken, misslingt der Versuch natürlich und Melvin landet daraufhin in einer Nervenanstalt.
Jahre später kommt Vicky Chandler zurück in die Stadt. Sie hat ihr Medizinstudium abgeschlossen und beginnt in der Praxis ihrer alten Heimat zu arbeiten. Schon als sie ankommt, trifft sie Melvin in einer Tankstelle am Rande der Ortschaft an. Sie leidet immer noch unter den traumatischen Erlebnissen in der Highschool und ist daher über die Begegnung mit ihm nicht froh. Melvin jedoch ist außer sich vor Freude, denn er war damals schon in Vicky verliebt. Und er hat auch schon in Planung, dass er sie zu seiner Versuchsperson machen möchte, um am Ende ihre unsterbliche Liebe zu gewinnen. Doch einfach macht sie es ihm nicht, denn Vicky versucht Melvin so weit es ihr möglich ist, aus dem Weg zu gehen...
Handlung & Stil.
Wer Laymon kennt, kennt auch seinen Stil. Für die, die mit dem Autor noch nicht das Vergnügen hatten, werde ich das natürlich kurz erläutern. Richard Laymon's Werke strotzen immer vor sexistischen Szenen oder Andeutungen, brutalen, perversen oder blutigen Szenen in detailgetreuer Beschreibung und oftmals auch von Handlungssträngen, die zwar an den Haaren herbeigezogen sind, aber einfach unterhalten. Sein Stil ist recht einfach, spannend und die Dialoge oft lustig angehaucht und realistisch. Und genauso war es auch in diesem Buch wieder.
Die Handlung hielt sich dennoch recht schleppend, wenn man das Buch beispielsweise mit 'Die Insel' von ihm vergleichen würde. Es geht zeitweise ein wenig ruhiger zu, bedachter, aber dennoch in seinem Stil. Mir kam der Herr Laymon in diesem Werk ab und an sogar ein wenig tiefgründig vor, was ich ja nun gar nicht erwartet hätte. Das passte so gar nicht in mein Bild, aber ich fand es gut. Er überrascht mich immer wieder. Während den letzten 200 Seiten geht es dann auch richtig zur Sache. Endlich sprudelte der Autor wieder über vor Euphorie und man war richtig gut dabei. Es war spannend unaufhaltsam und man fragte sich des Öfteren, wie es weitergehen und vor allem auch zu Ende gehen würde. Bei Laymon liebe ich es, wenn er die Kapitel so beendet, dass man nicht weiß, was passiert. Beziehungsweise, es gibt zwei Möglichkeiten. Grob gesagt: Steht jetzt einfach nur die beste Freundin vor der Tür, oder ist es ihr Mörder, der ihr auf den Versen ist. Oder... Wer raschelt im Gebüsch, ist es nur ein Tier, oder ist es der Mann, der sie verfolgt. Und genau an der Stelle, an der die Frage beantwortet werden könnte, ist das Kapitel zu Ende. Man braucht nur umzublättern und weiterzulesen, aber man hält inne und sagt sich einmal: Bitte, lass ihr nichts passieren. Und erst dann blättert man um und sieht sich die Lösung an. Und dann gibt es noch einen Punkt in der Geschichte, wo ich dachte: Bitte, lass das Buch genauso zu Ende gehen, wie ich mir das erhoffe. Nun... ob es so kam, also... Das verrate ich jetzt nicht. Es ist immer wieder eine Achterbahnfahrt.
Charaktere & Schauplatz.
Wie schon erwähnt, kam er mir dieses Mal etwas tiefgründiger vor, als in den Werken, die ich von ihm vorher gelesen habe. So wirkte sich das auch auf die Charaktere aus. Dieses Mal konnte ich mich mit der Hauptcharaktere Vicky wirklich gut identifizieren und auseinandersetzen. Sie selbst war ein ziemlich normales Mädchen und das hat den Gang der Geschichte für den Leser sehr angenehm gemacht. Oftmals ist es ja so, dass die Hauptcharaktere bei Laymon unsympathisch sind. Sagen jedenfalls viele. Mir selbst ist das bisher nicht so vorgekommen. Außer wenn die Hauptperson selbst so sexistisch veranlagt ist, dann nerven ständige Kommentare dazu. Aber meist gibt es eine solche Person nur als Nebencharaktere. In diesem Buch lernt man viele Leute kennen, manche mag man, manche nicht. Aber alle sind interessant und runden die Geschichte damit wunderbar ab.
Die Schauplätze sind ganz gut dargestellt, ein Bild hatte man in jedem Fall vor Augen und Laymon hat das mit seinen blutigen Details im späteren Verlauf der Geschichte noch einmal richtig angeheizt.
Sonstiges.
Wie ihr hört, hatte ich viel Spaß mit dem Buch. Der schwarze Humor war wieder triefend vorhanden und auch alles andere war da, womit sich Laymon identifiziert. Ich habe nun wirklich fast zwei Jahre keine Bücher mehr von ihm gelesen und habe nun richtig gemerkt, wie sehr mir das eigentlich gefehlt hat. Nun werde ich auf jeden Fall öfter wieder dazu greifen. Was muss, das muss.
Als Melvin versucht diese mit einer Autobatterie wieder zum Leben zu erwecken, misslingt der Versuch natürlich und Melvin landet daraufhin in einer Nervenanstalt.
Jahre später kommt Vicky Chandler zurück in die Stadt. Sie hat ihr Medizinstudium abgeschlossen und beginnt in der Praxis ihrer alten Heimat zu arbeiten. Schon als sie ankommt, trifft sie Melvin in einer Tankstelle am Rande der Ortschaft an. Sie leidet immer noch unter den traumatischen Erlebnissen in der Highschool und ist daher über die Begegnung mit ihm nicht froh. Melvin jedoch ist außer sich vor Freude, denn er war damals schon in Vicky verliebt. Und er hat auch schon in Planung, dass er sie zu seiner Versuchsperson machen möchte, um am Ende ihre unsterbliche Liebe zu gewinnen. Doch einfach macht sie es ihm nicht, denn Vicky versucht Melvin so weit es ihr möglich ist, aus dem Weg zu gehen...
Handlung & Stil.
Wer Laymon kennt, kennt auch seinen Stil. Für die, die mit dem Autor noch nicht das Vergnügen hatten, werde ich das natürlich kurz erläutern. Richard Laymon's Werke strotzen immer vor sexistischen Szenen oder Andeutungen, brutalen, perversen oder blutigen Szenen in detailgetreuer Beschreibung und oftmals auch von Handlungssträngen, die zwar an den Haaren herbeigezogen sind, aber einfach unterhalten. Sein Stil ist recht einfach, spannend und die Dialoge oft lustig angehaucht und realistisch. Und genauso war es auch in diesem Buch wieder.
Die Handlung hielt sich dennoch recht schleppend, wenn man das Buch beispielsweise mit 'Die Insel' von ihm vergleichen würde. Es geht zeitweise ein wenig ruhiger zu, bedachter, aber dennoch in seinem Stil. Mir kam der Herr Laymon in diesem Werk ab und an sogar ein wenig tiefgründig vor, was ich ja nun gar nicht erwartet hätte. Das passte so gar nicht in mein Bild, aber ich fand es gut. Er überrascht mich immer wieder. Während den letzten 200 Seiten geht es dann auch richtig zur Sache. Endlich sprudelte der Autor wieder über vor Euphorie und man war richtig gut dabei. Es war spannend unaufhaltsam und man fragte sich des Öfteren, wie es weitergehen und vor allem auch zu Ende gehen würde. Bei Laymon liebe ich es, wenn er die Kapitel so beendet, dass man nicht weiß, was passiert. Beziehungsweise, es gibt zwei Möglichkeiten. Grob gesagt: Steht jetzt einfach nur die beste Freundin vor der Tür, oder ist es ihr Mörder, der ihr auf den Versen ist. Oder... Wer raschelt im Gebüsch, ist es nur ein Tier, oder ist es der Mann, der sie verfolgt. Und genau an der Stelle, an der die Frage beantwortet werden könnte, ist das Kapitel zu Ende. Man braucht nur umzublättern und weiterzulesen, aber man hält inne und sagt sich einmal: Bitte, lass ihr nichts passieren. Und erst dann blättert man um und sieht sich die Lösung an. Und dann gibt es noch einen Punkt in der Geschichte, wo ich dachte: Bitte, lass das Buch genauso zu Ende gehen, wie ich mir das erhoffe. Nun... ob es so kam, also... Das verrate ich jetzt nicht. Es ist immer wieder eine Achterbahnfahrt.
Charaktere & Schauplatz.
Wie schon erwähnt, kam er mir dieses Mal etwas tiefgründiger vor, als in den Werken, die ich von ihm vorher gelesen habe. So wirkte sich das auch auf die Charaktere aus. Dieses Mal konnte ich mich mit der Hauptcharaktere Vicky wirklich gut identifizieren und auseinandersetzen. Sie selbst war ein ziemlich normales Mädchen und das hat den Gang der Geschichte für den Leser sehr angenehm gemacht. Oftmals ist es ja so, dass die Hauptcharaktere bei Laymon unsympathisch sind. Sagen jedenfalls viele. Mir selbst ist das bisher nicht so vorgekommen. Außer wenn die Hauptperson selbst so sexistisch veranlagt ist, dann nerven ständige Kommentare dazu. Aber meist gibt es eine solche Person nur als Nebencharaktere. In diesem Buch lernt man viele Leute kennen, manche mag man, manche nicht. Aber alle sind interessant und runden die Geschichte damit wunderbar ab.
Die Schauplätze sind ganz gut dargestellt, ein Bild hatte man in jedem Fall vor Augen und Laymon hat das mit seinen blutigen Details im späteren Verlauf der Geschichte noch einmal richtig angeheizt.
Sonstiges.
Wie ihr hört, hatte ich viel Spaß mit dem Buch. Der schwarze Humor war wieder triefend vorhanden und auch alles andere war da, womit sich Laymon identifiziert. Ich habe nun wirklich fast zwei Jahre keine Bücher mehr von ihm gelesen und habe nun richtig gemerkt, wie sehr mir das eigentlich gefehlt hat. Nun werde ich auf jeden Fall öfter wieder dazu greifen. Was muss, das muss.
tcgarback's review against another edition
dark
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
- Flaws of characters a main focus? No
3.0
⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️
Critical Score: C+
Personal Score: B-
Laymon is a great horror writer, and I’d love to read more of his stuff. But the plot in this book falls flat and completely fails to deliver on the premise. It feels like he accidentally wrote the opening act into a full length novel and had to wrap it up before getting to the good part. Usually my complaints about a book are micro, so it was surprising to see such a macro error made in a mainstream horror novel.
This is mis-marketed as a zombie invasion book. It’s actually more of a slasher with a zombie element.
I have to note how much I loved the female characters—what a pleasant surprise for an 80s male horror writer to paint such strong women with little to no signs of strain.
Critical Score: C+
Personal Score: B-
Laymon is a great horror writer, and I’d love to read more of his stuff. But the plot in this book falls flat and completely fails to deliver on the premise. It feels like he accidentally wrote the opening act into a full length novel and had to wrap it up before getting to the good part. Usually my complaints about a book are micro, so it was surprising to see such a macro error made in a mainstream horror novel.
This is mis-marketed as a zombie invasion book. It’s actually more of a slasher with a zombie element.
I have to note how much I loved the female characters—what a pleasant surprise for an 80s male horror writer to paint such strong women with little to no signs of strain.
asteroidbuckle's review against another edition
2.0
I picked up this book at a friend's house on Christmas Day when they were all watching movies that I wasn't in the mood to see. I got through the first 125 pages fairly quickly, then ignored it for about three days, then finished it in one sitting.
Why, then, if I couldn't seem to put it down, did I only give it two stars? Easy. For two simple reasons: there were too many eye-rolling moments and the ending (right before the last chapter/epilogue) was just too neat and convenient.
I'm not generally a horror fiction fan, but the friend I bummed the book off of is, so that's why I read it. And I couldn't put it down not because it was such a terrific story, but because I wanted to finish the darn thing!
Now, don't get me wrong, it wasn't TERRIBLE. There have been books that I wouldn't even line the litter box with. This one is litter-box-worthy, but just barely. There were a few parts that made me laugh out loud, but there were also parts that made me squirm. The "love" scenes were forced and unnecessary, the heroine was unlikeable, and her tough-as-nails best friend was completely predictable.
Oh, and the bad guy? He's a psychotic guy obesessed with resurrecting the dead and wants to take revenge on a world that wronged him as a kid. Can anyone say cliche?
If you like horror, you'll like this. But count me out.
Why, then, if I couldn't seem to put it down, did I only give it two stars? Easy. For two simple reasons: there were too many eye-rolling moments and the ending (right before the last chapter/epilogue) was just too neat and convenient.
I'm not generally a horror fiction fan, but the friend I bummed the book off of is, so that's why I read it. And I couldn't put it down not because it was such a terrific story, but because I wanted to finish the darn thing!
Now, don't get me wrong, it wasn't TERRIBLE. There have been books that I wouldn't even line the litter box with. This one is litter-box-worthy, but just barely. There were a few parts that made me laugh out loud, but there were also parts that made me squirm. The "love" scenes were forced and unnecessary, the heroine was unlikeable, and her tough-as-nails best friend was completely predictable.
Oh, and the bad guy? He's a psychotic guy obesessed with resurrecting the dead and wants to take revenge on a world that wronged him as a kid. Can anyone say cliche?
If you like horror, you'll like this. But count me out.
verkisto's review against another edition
1.0
I expect older horror novels to be pretty cheesy, but Resurrection Dreams holds the new record with me. The opening chapters center on a socially awkward high school senior who, for his final science fair project, digs up the corpse of a recently dead classmate, hooks her up to a car battery, and attempts to bring her back to life.
In front of a crowd.
With a megaphone.
Sure, this introduction establishes that Melvin (props to Laymon for the perfect name, by the way) is insane, but it raises several questions with me, none of which are easily answered:
1. How did he get the body so quickly? The accident happened just a few days before the science fair, seemingly not even long enough for a service to be held. Surely that would have been an interesting scene.
2. How did he manage to get his project into the fair? Surely someone would have noticed the size of his project and asked about it. And despite Melvin hiding his project behind a lot of sheets, wouldn't someone have noticed the smell? And what about the teachers? Wouldn't his science teacher wonder why he had to hide such a big display when he had been giving updates on, say, his potato battery project?
3. What on earth was the hypothesis for this project? And what did his research paper look like? Was it drawn in crayon with a bunch of Joker-esque HAHAHAHA!s all over the place?
(OK, so question three seems a little picky, but Laymon has written books where he goes into the painful minutiae of any given scene. Surely that would have been an opportunity to add a bit of comedy to this story.)
After that opening, the story jumps several years ahead, when Vicki, a classmate who witnessed the above science project, returns to the town to be a doctor there. Laymon gives us a good reason for her to do so, but not for why Melvin is still living in the town. We learn that he had been institutionalized after his science project, but why on earth would he be released under his own recognizance? Is that a reasonable thing to expect for someone who had gone that far over the edge?
Much later in the story, Vicki, who remember is a medical doctor, accepts that someone else hypnotized another person to kill someone else. Hasn't medical science confirmed for a long time now that it's impossible to make someone do something under hypnotism that they wouldn't want to do? Why does a medical doctor believe something like that without questioning it? The answer, I believe, is because Laymon needs her to.
The whole thing is ridiculous. What supernatural element there is in the novel feels forced, and the longer the story goes on without addressing the complications of such a thing, the more ridiculous it gets. The story wouldn't work without it, but Laymon doesn't seem to want to spend any time on the logistics of it, so it makes the story feel stupid.
Lastly, Laymon cheats with this story. He pulls a bait-and-switch to make you think that the principle characters are dead, when they really aren't. I've seen other authors pull this sort of thing, but there's usually some clue there to fall back on to realize how you were duped. Here, it's just dumped in there, and you don't realize you've been cheated until the final part of the scene. And I went back to check.
Oh, and the sex scenes. Not just here in this book, but in all of them; they're just ludicrous. He refers to firm mounds, soft mounds, thick shafts, soft walls ... the language is like reading some softcore Harlequin novel. It's laughable. It's like something a high schooler would write.
I'm done with Laymon. A couple years ago, I had a moment where I told myself that there's so much good fiction out there to read, I shouldn't limit myself to reading a bunch of crap. I had a couple of Bentley Little and Richard Laymon paperbacks at the time, which I ditched because I also had some George R.R. Martin and James Morrow books that I hadn't had the chance to read. There's a part of me that doesn't want to give up on Laymon, but dang, I just can't justify reading this much fiction that doesn't even make sense. And I'm not just quitting the author here; I'm rage quitting him.
In front of a crowd.
With a megaphone.
Sure, this introduction establishes that Melvin (props to Laymon for the perfect name, by the way) is insane, but it raises several questions with me, none of which are easily answered:
1. How did he get the body so quickly? The accident happened just a few days before the science fair, seemingly not even long enough for a service to be held. Surely that would have been an interesting scene.
2. How did he manage to get his project into the fair? Surely someone would have noticed the size of his project and asked about it. And despite Melvin hiding his project behind a lot of sheets, wouldn't someone have noticed the smell? And what about the teachers? Wouldn't his science teacher wonder why he had to hide such a big display when he had been giving updates on, say, his potato battery project?
3. What on earth was the hypothesis for this project? And what did his research paper look like? Was it drawn in crayon with a bunch of Joker-esque HAHAHAHA!s all over the place?
(OK, so question three seems a little picky, but Laymon has written books where he goes into the painful minutiae of any given scene. Surely that would have been an opportunity to add a bit of comedy to this story.)
After that opening, the story jumps several years ahead, when Vicki, a classmate who witnessed the above science project, returns to the town to be a doctor there. Laymon gives us a good reason for her to do so, but not for why Melvin is still living in the town. We learn that he had been institutionalized after his science project, but why on earth would he be released under his own recognizance? Is that a reasonable thing to expect for someone who had gone that far over the edge?
Much later in the story, Vicki, who remember is a medical doctor, accepts that someone else hypnotized another person to kill someone else. Hasn't medical science confirmed for a long time now that it's impossible to make someone do something under hypnotism that they wouldn't want to do? Why does a medical doctor believe something like that without questioning it? The answer, I believe, is because Laymon needs her to.
The whole thing is ridiculous. What supernatural element there is in the novel feels forced, and the longer the story goes on without addressing the complications of such a thing, the more ridiculous it gets. The story wouldn't work without it, but Laymon doesn't seem to want to spend any time on the logistics of it, so it makes the story feel stupid.
Lastly, Laymon cheats with this story. He pulls a bait-and-switch to make you think that the principle characters are dead, when they really aren't. I've seen other authors pull this sort of thing, but there's usually some clue there to fall back on to realize how you were duped. Here, it's just dumped in there, and you don't realize you've been cheated until the final part of the scene. And I went back to check.
Oh, and the sex scenes. Not just here in this book, but in all of them; they're just ludicrous. He refers to firm mounds, soft mounds, thick shafts, soft walls ... the language is like reading some softcore Harlequin novel. It's laughable. It's like something a high schooler would write.
I'm done with Laymon. A couple years ago, I had a moment where I told myself that there's so much good fiction out there to read, I shouldn't limit myself to reading a bunch of crap. I had a couple of Bentley Little and Richard Laymon paperbacks at the time, which I ditched because I also had some George R.R. Martin and James Morrow books that I hadn't had the chance to read. There's a part of me that doesn't want to give up on Laymon, but dang, I just can't justify reading this much fiction that doesn't even make sense. And I'm not just quitting the author here; I'm rage quitting him.
rovertoak's review against another edition
3.0
Well...it's not exactly a "zombie novel" the way we think of one, with the hordes of undead pursuing survivors. Instead, detestable loser Melvin has figured out a way to raise the dead, and uses them to try and show his disturbing affection for the town's new doctor, and Melvin's former classmate, Vicki.
While decent, there's better Laymon books out there. If you're a fan, then it's good if you're looking for a fix.
While decent, there's better Laymon books out there. If you're a fan, then it's good if you're looking for a fix.
paperbackstash's review against another edition
3.0
People praise Laymon like he is the messiah of Horror; so far my experiences with him have been hit and miss.
The plot is cheesy, childishly simple, and mainly predictable. Predictable, cheesy, simple plots can be enjoyed, of course, but one usually expects a bit more from Laymon. The idea that Melvin can really do what he does is outlandish enough; a reader learns to suspend a certain amount of disbelief, but the way it came to play here seemed a bit overdone. Also, what was the purpose? You would figure he’d want to show the world now that he had proof.
The characters are real enough, likeable in their own way, even Melvin, who the author made sure you felt sorry for while still making sure you couldn’t help getting amused by his gawkiness. Laymon didn’t go overboard with the sexual lust and wanting here, but he did manage to anger me with the ending concerning a few of the characters. The beginning was fine, with some shocks and thrills, the middle held up well enough pacing wise and the ending, while strongly written, didn’t sit with me well.
Laymon’s writing style is direct, humorous, and dark when it’s meant to be. Regretfully he left any semblance of suspense and genuine horror out the door, instead opting for some cheaper gross out factors, not even dishing that out much.
This isn’t a Laymon book I’d recommend highly, but I wouldn’t tell Laymon fans to pass it up. It’s not bad, it’s more lukewarm – nothing to get excited and ga-ga over, but not something that would entirely spoil an evening either.
The plot is cheesy, childishly simple, and mainly predictable. Predictable, cheesy, simple plots can be enjoyed, of course, but one usually expects a bit more from Laymon. The idea that Melvin can really do what he does is outlandish enough; a reader learns to suspend a certain amount of disbelief, but the way it came to play here seemed a bit overdone. Also, what was the purpose? You would figure he’d want to show the world now that he had proof.
The characters are real enough, likeable in their own way, even Melvin, who the author made sure you felt sorry for while still making sure you couldn’t help getting amused by his gawkiness. Laymon didn’t go overboard with the sexual lust and wanting here, but he did manage to anger me with the ending concerning a few of the characters. The beginning was fine, with some shocks and thrills, the middle held up well enough pacing wise and the ending, while strongly written, didn’t sit with me well.
Laymon’s writing style is direct, humorous, and dark when it’s meant to be. Regretfully he left any semblance of suspense and genuine horror out the door, instead opting for some cheaper gross out factors, not even dishing that out much.
This isn’t a Laymon book I’d recommend highly, but I wouldn’t tell Laymon fans to pass it up. It’s not bad, it’s more lukewarm – nothing to get excited and ga-ga over, but not something that would entirely spoil an evening either.
kkehoe's review against another edition
3.0
A fun, popcorn read that works well if you don't go in expecting more.
lauriereadslohf's review against another edition
4.0
This is an amusingly vile take on the back from the grave plot. Laymon takes twisted delight in creating Melvin, a junk food ingesting geek with an all consuming desire to bring back a woman from the dead. He uses old tomes with recipes/spells to bring the dead back to life but never truly believes it’ll work (we would’ve heard about on the news if were possible, wouldn’t we?!). Somehow his most recent *recipe* works and then the fun begins because he’s unprepared to deal with the consequences. It’s quite entertaining in a morbid, dark-humor kind of way.
Vicki was unfortunate enough to witness Melvin’s first attempt at resurrection when they were teens at the same high school and has had horrible nightmares ever since. Now she’s a doctor and headed back to her home town and decides (quite ridiculously, if you ask me) to visit Melvin who owns the local gas station. Melvin always liked Vicki because she was the only person who was nice to him as a teen. Now that Vicki is all grown up Melvin likes Vicki a whole lot more and develops an unhealthy obsession and starts some serious stalker-like behavior.
Vicki and her friend Ace decide the only way to end Melvin’s obsession with Vicki is to shatter the illusion. So these two brainiacs concoct a plan where Vicki will “date” Melvin thus shattering his dreams of the perfect “dream girl” once he realizes Vicki isn’t entirely inaccessible to him. Yeah, that will work . . . This, of course, only allows Melvin closer access to her life and causes more trouble (and more grossities)
I found this book extremely funny and was especially amused at all of the perverted men populating the story. The thing that cracked me up the most was the “resurrected” people who all came back as raving sex fiends. Eyeballs gouged out? Hands burned to a crisp? Half a noggin’ gone missing? Fear not, in this book one can still get excited and easily grab the nearest breast with nearly a fumble.
For those who care about such things be warned that this book would’ve benefited by another round of the red pen. See page 109 for example. Two characters are in the same room talking about trivial things like biting hands and such when in the next sentence (not chapter) they’re suddenly in separate rooms and it seems like we’ve missed a huge section of naughty goings-on. Hey, I want to know why all of the good stuff went missing! It was disconcerting and jarred me right out of the story.
Vicki was unfortunate enough to witness Melvin’s first attempt at resurrection when they were teens at the same high school and has had horrible nightmares ever since. Now she’s a doctor and headed back to her home town and decides (quite ridiculously, if you ask me) to visit Melvin who owns the local gas station. Melvin always liked Vicki because she was the only person who was nice to him as a teen. Now that Vicki is all grown up Melvin likes Vicki a whole lot more and develops an unhealthy obsession and starts some serious stalker-like behavior.
Vicki and her friend Ace decide the only way to end Melvin’s obsession with Vicki is to shatter the illusion. So these two brainiacs concoct a plan where Vicki will “date” Melvin thus shattering his dreams of the perfect “dream girl” once he realizes Vicki isn’t entirely inaccessible to him. Yeah, that will work . . . This, of course, only allows Melvin closer access to her life and causes more trouble (and more grossities)
I found this book extremely funny and was especially amused at all of the perverted men populating the story. The thing that cracked me up the most was the “resurrected” people who all came back as raving sex fiends. Eyeballs gouged out? Hands burned to a crisp? Half a noggin’ gone missing? Fear not, in this book one can still get excited and easily grab the nearest breast with nearly a fumble.
For those who care about such things be warned that this book would’ve benefited by another round of the red pen. See page 109 for example. Two characters are in the same room talking about trivial things like biting hands and such when in the next sentence (not chapter) they’re suddenly in separate rooms and it seems like we’ve missed a huge section of naughty goings-on. Hey, I want to know why all of the good stuff went missing! It was disconcerting and jarred me right out of the story.