From Rotella:
"Grahame-Smith’s Austen vs. zombies novel derives most of its kick from juxtaposing high and low. As a literary send-up, it forces canonical literature and schlock to meet cute. And as a comedy of manners, it has fun forcing Austen’s characters, so sharply attuned to niceties of status and ever-alert for an advantageous marital match, to confront shambling subhumans who lust only for human flesh."
From Grahame-Smith Austen:
"There, her hand met the dagger concealed beneath her dress. She (Elizabeth) menat to follow this proud Mr. Darcy outside and open his throat. But no sooner had she grabbed the handle of her weapon than a chorus of screams filled the assembly hall, immediately joined by the shattering of window panes....From a corner of the room, Mr. Darcy watched Elizabeth and her sisters work their way outward, beheading zombie after zombie as they went. He knew of only one other woman in all Great-Britain who wielded a dagger with such skill, such grace, and deadly accuracy."
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