I really wanted to like this book. Rarely have I struggled this much to get through an audio book. The story is all over the place and I found myself just not caring what happened to the characters as I never became invested. This author's style is just not for me, if you decide to buy this audio book don't listen while driving.
Skip this one. The author takes a good setting and plot, and kills it with his wordy, tedious style. It literally takes effort to get through this thing. The plot would make a halfway decent short story if it had an ending and wasn't inflated with wandering, overly-introspective babble. This author should be charged with genre-murder and criminal abuse of a thesaurus. Do NOT waste your credits on this.
Colson Whitehead is that kind of writer. I roam the aisles of stale used book stores buying up old copies of his previous works, JHD, the Intuitionist, and Sag, I have given John Henry Days away so many times I can't count. I listened to this book while driving a rented car through the wastelands of Orange County. The trouble with most books is predictability, the author has never heard the word and certainly does not employ it in Zone One. Mark-spits is a compelling vehicle and witness. This book is a metaphor not an episode of a video game, the author spins it out like a composer writing an opera. If you have preconceived notions, or like to have endings that wrap up your emotional investment than click the next button. If you want to care and spend days thinking about your own ideas of now, then buy this book written by one of the best living authors, because in my opinion he can't write them fast enough. Side note Mr. Bennett was the right choice of Narrator, I would listen to him read anything including but not limited to, cookbooks, phone-books, and ingredients labels.
Interesting story but the verbose, overdone, descriptions really made finishing this story HARD. By the time the author completes a sentence I have forgotten what it was about. I make it a point to always finish a book I pay for but I really regret picking this one.
If I knew that I'd be a bestselling author.
The sly, insightful evisceration of american culture was just tired. Seemed as if he was writing with a thesaurus next to his computer.
Struggled with pacing and incorrect emphasis of words endlessly. Hard to follow
Hey, it had zombies, at least.
Sorry, Colson's no Franzen, and Beresford's no Simon Vance.
Colson Whitehead is a great writer. His fabulous turns of phrase kept this snoozer alive. The issue is not with his craft. It's with his subject. Honestly, I don't get the current obsession with zombies. They're a pretty dull subject when you get down to it. We got the metaphors about "we are all zombies", spawned from a Walmart-based culture back in the late 70's when Romero created "Dawn of the Dead". There's not a lot more to say after that, and while Whitehead makes the same point with expert grace, it's still the same point.
For a much better listen, check out Whitehead's "The Intuitionist". This subject lives up to his great gifts as a writer. Zombies, not so much.
Oh. When an author turns a phrase so perfectly that your heart sings in the most terrible way. When you realize that the main character you identify with totally has been slowly, carefully revealing the monster within the entire time, and yet you identify with that, too...
The negative reviews tend to focus on the "wordiness" of the author and I think this is only because this is a novel about zombies not a "zombie book." The writing is excellent and the story isn't linear, which can get confusing if you don't pay strict attention but it all comes together excellently. This novel isn't typical for the zombie genre at all but I have to say that's a good thing. Most zombie books are compelling and fast paced but filled with painfully terrible writing and Whitehead transcends this genre with ease.