A part-time buffoon and ersatz scholar specializing in BS, pedantry, schmaltz and cultural coprophagia.
Before I heard Samuel L. Jackson read this post-modern self-help book in his deep, authoritative, GOD-like voice, I had: restless leg syndrome, sleep apnoea, delayed sleep phase syndrome, parasomnias, night terrors, nocturia, caffeine induced insomnia and somniphobia. After listening to this self-help book, I turned over, told my leg to "chill out motherf--ker" and went the f--k to sleep.
Zombie lover, mom, cook
I would recommend this book to anyone that has a healthy sense of humor, anyone that likes zombies, and anyone that is looking to kill some time on a plane etc...
I don't like spoilers but I will say the scene where Trent gets knocked out for being a jerk was great. He had it coming for a while so it was very rewarding, and I liked how they put him in a chair like "Weekend at Bernies" and ignored him afterwards.
Uncle Russ was priceless. The narrator captured the hillbilly creep in him as well as the gentle soul underneath. But all the voices were great and there were a ton. Marquell Washington was awesome too.
You would not expect to be moved by a book with this title, cover, and subject matter, but you will be surprised. I actually shed a few tears both reading and listening to it, but the weird thing is I was kind of laughing at the same time. The scene where Russ goes all Rambo stands out, and the scene where Charlie finally came out of his drunken stupor was another.
I loved the book and had to get the audio when I saw it was out, and the audio version captured the voices in my head perfectly. The characters really came to life. I am dieing for a sequel and this would make a great movie.