I’d been meaning to read Pride and Prejudice for quite awhile (as in years), just to see what all of the fuss is about. It’s one of those classics that everyone talks about, and I just felt like it was one of the books that Must Be Read. In fact, I’m not entirely sure how I made it through high school and college without reading it. I’ve tried other Austen books in the past, but to be honest, none of them ever knocked my socks off. In fact, the word torturous comes to mind. But when Pride and Prejudice and Zombies came out I thought “aha! I’ll read both books. Simultaneously. It’ll be fun.” P&P&Z was to be both my inspiration and my reward. Boy was I deluding myself.
And okay, so maybe the first line did make me laugh:
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains.
You’ll notice that wasn’t the first line of plain old P&P. In fact, plain old P&P puts me to sleep. For example:
This part of his intelligence, though unheard by Lydia, was caught by Elizabeth, and as it assured her that Darcy was not less answered for Wickham’s absence than if her first surmise had been just, every feeling of displeasure against the former was so sharpened by immediate disappointment that she could hardly reply with tolerable civility to the polite inquires which he directly afterwards approached to make.
Aaaaaaaaaaggghhhh. At this point, I was hoping for the zombies to come and eat Austen, Elizabeth, Darcy and me.
I’ve been joking that my dislike for this book could get me kicked out of book bloggerdom, but good grief…it’s wordy and gossipy and I CAN”T STAND IT ANYMORE. After 76 pages, I’m calling it quits. Yes, I know it’s supposed to be a brilliant piece of social satire, and a comedy, and just about everybody but me thinks this is the best book. Ever. But I’m not laughing. Heck, I’m not even interested.
And I’m afraid the zombies are getting the axe, too. I found P&P&Z way too similar to the original…in fact, I felt like I was simply rereading P&P. And that’s about as much fun as recreating Isaac Newton’s experiment where he sticks a knife in his eye. Yes, there were zombies, but they were token zombies. It got old pretty fast. In fact, I only made it to page 43 in that one.
I’m still digging the cover, though.