From the corny pun-title and blurb, we all know pretty well what to expect with this book and you certainly won't be disappointed. As Shaun of the Dead style comedies go, Apocalypse Cow is a bloody jagged slash above the rest. The first real belly laugh was the hilarious (albeit slightly bad taste) Heather Mills gag in chapter two and author Michael Logan just keeps those genuinely funny scenes coming, punctuated by elements of wince-making gore, some truly caustic satire and the occasional profound and even moving moment. Yes, incongruous though it sounds, I did say moving! There's a brief conversation on page 181 that suddenly cuts through all the gore and farce and left me almost with a tear in my eye. That was clever - hitting the reader with a sucker punch when they're least suspecting! The characters owe a lot to Tom Sharpe-style gross caricatures and those of you who loved the Wilt series or the Great Pursuit are sure to enjoy this. The author's use of simile was particularly inventive and amusing - I especially enjoyed a couple of errant pubic hairs being compared to the antennae of a Madagascar hissing cockroach!
Only criticisms? Well one of the characters - David, just felt a bit wrong - like little more than a cheap foil to launch a few more gags, and when the book morphs into a semi-serious road movie, some of the action simply doesn't feel believable. In fact, it's probably fair to say that the story peaks a bit too soon, with the first half being more enjoyable.
No big deal though. Overall, Apocalypse Cow is a very entertaining slant on the survivalist genre and it would make a rattling good black comedy movie.
If you like a little gross diversion and more than a few belly-laughs, Apocalypse Cow is highly recommended!