Until I read Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter, I hadn’t realized how much the readability of Seth Grahame-Smith’s previous book, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, was derived from the original. While I admired the near seamless integration of zombies into Alcott’s social commentary, I considered the result more of a collaboration than an outright theft.
Character development is lacking. Who would have thought anyone could depict Abe Lincoln as a flat, uninspiring character. If that was Grahame-Smith’s intent, he succeeded.
One of the best things I can say about the book is that I found no glaring grammatical errors and no blatant historical inaccuracies. Aside from vampires, and they are a given.
I can’t say if this is a good thing or not, but I was completely unable to categorize
None of this is to say you shouldn’t read
|Did I finish it?||Yes. This, in and of itself, speaks volumes. I don’t have much time to read for pleasure anymore, and I stuck with this book to the predictable end.|
|Was it worth the effort?||Maybe. As I said, it is a quick, relatively entertaining read. Granted, it feels like |
|How many other books did I finish in the process of reading this one?||None. I did wander off into a couple of real histories—but they were only a minor distraction|
Using a five-star scale,