Zombedy.

Sarah and David's marriage is on the rocks. They're at the bitter end of it when the zombie apocalypse comes. A story of triumph through adversity, their struggles against the zombie horde mirror the difficulties they must overcome to save their marriage.

This actually sounds like a boring synopsis. The book was really entertaining, bringing in funny modern-day references to zombie movies, popular songs, and other cultural relics. Each chapter is headed by a therapy-sounding aphorism which is immediately applied to life post-zombie apocalypse. This juxtaposition of the trite and worn with the zombie cliche is very clever and in most chapters you can actually see how the zombie apocalypse could easily substitute for marriage counseling in a pinch. Well, the world is destroyed, but at least they're not sniping at each other anymore. All it took was their marriage therapist eating her former clients to goad them into getting serious about working on their relationship.

This is not a romance novel. It's a very funny zombie novel, combined with a tiny bit of social satire. If you like movies like Shaun of the Dead and Zombieland (both of which are referenced in the book), you'll enjoy this read. The snarky narrator and her layabout husband are great characters who make a great zombie busting team, and you really start caring about them and rooting for them by the end.

This is an enjoyable book. It's quick, entertaining, and not too thinky.

Yes, that's a word. Look it up. Thinky. I'll wait right here. Just ignore the links about the Lego Mars rover.


EDIT:
I don't normally edit my reviews after they've been posted, but I wrote this over vacation right after reading it. Ceridwen has already read my review, so I'm probably safe in disparaging her on the internet now. These very words are down below the 'MORE...' line, so chances are she'll never see them. Don't go and spoil it for me by telling her, though.

Since I wrote the original review, it occurs to me that Sarah and David are very much like me and my wife. We are snarky, we sometimes do things that makes the other one crazy, and we watch each other's back while fighting the undead hordes. Our marriage isn't in any danger, though. I've never been afraid of zombies, but she was, to the point of losing sleep after seeing a trailer for an upcoming movie on the television. So we got Tivo and started skipping the commercials. But then I'd want to see a zombie movie in the theater and couldn't, because I have a thing about seeing movies by myself. That's something only perverts and socially bankrupt losers do. By the way, it's not funny to stumble through the house moaning about brains. What to do?

We started her immersion therapy by watching movies that were billed as zombie flicks but were really just virus movies. 28 Days Later and stuff like that. The zombies moved too fast to fit into the traditional zombie category (slow-moving, arms out straight, muttering, "BRAAAAAAAAAAINS") so they weren't as scary. Then we'd move to the funnier zombie movies, which offset the fear with laughter. Finally, she read this book, and without any side effects whatsoever. I'd say she actually enjoyed it. I'm looking forward to finally getting caught up with the Resident Evil franchise now.

This book saved my marriage. And it will save yours, too.