Review: Happy Hour of the Damned by Mark Henry


First Line: “Saturday night is all about the Well of Souls – see and be seen is the rule – there is no excuse for an absence, least of all a bad hair day.”

It’s a novel about Amanda Feral, who is a freshly made zombie and is discovering that there is a different world out there, besides humans.  While learning to adjust to her new life she’s also making new supernatural friends.  She receives a text message from her demon friend, Liesl, that says “help” and she cannot get it off her mind.  Amanda tries to find her friend with the help of her other friends, fellow zombie gal Wendy and vampire Gil.  This book is not for the squeamish.

Happy Hour of the Damned is not a romance and has little to do with that subject.  If it wasn’t for the “urban fantasy” on the spine I would think it was romance due to the cover, but it’s not.  It has a pinch of an attraction, but nothing that I would call a romance.  It’s about sexy narcissistic zombies eating jerks, making drinks, and gore.  It has a lot of gore, which is splendid if you enjoy reading that sort of stuff.

If you are easily offended, then this book is not for you. Amanda is a snarky, shallow, and vain zombie who eats people and has such a potty mouth and mind that you ask yourself “did she really say or think that?”

“Wendy and I have gone through some heated arguments over the past as to which race tastes better.  I lean toward the Latino; I am partial to the olive-skinned European men, which by now you are aware.  Wendy prefers the fresh snap of an Asian boy.  She says they have an almost organic flavor, like most all vegetarians.  I think they are a bit bland, but will do in a pinch.  The additional appeal is that they are moderately easy to snare; their slight physical nature does make them easier targets.” (p.129)  

After the initial shock on the tone of this book, Amanda’s voice can get a bit boring. Her snarky attitude becomes a chore, and you can find yourself wanting her to get straight to the point instead of making some pop cultural reference about what’s going on in her crazy world.

This is not a light, fluffy, bunny book.  It is a black comedy most foul.  It reads like a memoir with footnotes.  If you don’t like footnotes, then this book is also not for you, because it has plenty and it will annoy you.  I had to get use to it, but it was a fun read altogether.  


For: Footnote lovin’ readers and their snarky wit gore.

Alice Evans




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~ by thebizarrelibrary on April 22, 2009.

2 Responses to “Review: Happy Hour of the Damned by Mark Henry”

  1. The footnotes were my biggest issue with the book.

  2. For me it was her attitude. Footnotes I got use to, but not her attitude. I would not want to be her friend.

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