Showing posts with label Apocalypse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Apocalypse. Show all posts

Sunday, 21 June 2015

Swarm - A Zombie Series (Book 1) by Alex South

The ultimate nightmare, the end of the world via zombie. To make matters worse, not that it gets much worse than being eaten by zombies, it all happens within a matter of days.

Paranoia is rampant among the survivors. Is there any way to know whether someone has been nibbled, bitten or infected?

Aside from full body inspections there is no way to be certain, which means the small groups of survivors have to trust their instincts when it comes to other survivors.

There needs to be more character and plot development if South intends to create more a fast paced and tastier morsel of literary flesh. The main character needs to stand out more from the others, especially because at the moment the healthy non-bitten characters are overshadowed by the flesh eating ones.

Perhaps filling in some of the blank holes would be a good idea. Where did it start, how did it start, who was the unfortunate patient zero? Is there a way to stop the zombie apocalypse?
Obviously or hopefully some of those questions will be answered in the next book in the series.

Thursday, 26 June 2014

Above by Isla Morley

Morley has this knack of combining the most uncomfortable, taboo and heinous issues with the simultaneous feelings of morality, guilt, compassion and forgiveness. This author has the ability to cloud something which would seem like a straightforward crime, with doubt and uncertainty.

Above certainly fits into that difficult category. The reader and victim start out disliking and fearing the perpetrator and end up understanding the compulsive necessity of his actions, despite the deplorable nature of his crimes.

It is a tightrope walk of emotions; Hatred, disgust, anger, fear and hopelessness.  The reader sinks with Blythe into a hole of despair and can feel even ounce of hope leave her. Drip by drip,  day by day until suddenly years have gone by. We sit there with her deep beneath the ground. In darkness, listening to the silence of her tomb, knowing that no person will ever find her.

The fear turns into a Stockholm Syndrome like dependency. She resigns herself to her fate, especially when she has to consider that of her child.

This is when it gets interesting from an emotional point of view. She views herself as the protector, the mother, but in fact she has become the captor. She is now aiding and enabling her own kidnapper.

I think the real eye opener is possibility of the conspiracy theorist being right. That makes him look like a saviour instead of a criminal. The reader and the victim start to question the validity of their prior judgement.

As always Morley paints a frightening picture of the abyss of deviancy humans are capable of, with a large portion of apocalyptic terror.

I received a copy of this book courtesy of Gallery Books via Edelweiss.