eBook, 256 pages
Published July 12th, 2011 by Random House Children’s Books
You may know this type of girl: she wears a periodic table robe, has ‘I heart Science’ underwear, and actually enjoys doing pop quizzes. She is Kate Grable, a high school senior with aspirations of becoming a doctor. She is the student trainer of the football team – attending to sprains and other game related injuries.
When Kate finds out that her coach – the type of guy who just screams ‘zombie fodder’ – has started giving ‘her players’ steroids, she is suitably unimpressed.
Not that I was going to let the steroid thing slide. No way. I actually felt a little protective now. Steroids could kill, and I wasn’t about to let that happen to any of my players.
Then the guys start turning into zombies, and that’s when Kate’s troubles really begin.
Bad Taste in Boys is only a short book. And as far as the zombies go, it is relatively low on gore. Possibly so it is more suitable for a younger audience? As well as that beautiful cover, it’s got plenty of other typical young adult requisites: most notably, a cute boy that the MC is totally crushing on (in this case, Aaron – the quarterback), best friends (Kiki and Rocky), and hardly any mention of parents (mum overseas, dad working all the time). So it’s a little bit more-of-the-same, but it’s also a lot of fun.
Kate is a smart, driven, and funny leading lady. She does have a tendency of putting herself down a bit (I was like ‘come on, now, that’s enough of that’), but otherwise I liked her. Also, when push comes to shove, she’s pretty brave. Because of her future in medicine, it fits that she would try her darnedest to find a cure for her classmates’ new zombified conditions, and all the medical talk seemed pretty legitimate (I did read that Carrie Harris’ husband is a doctor, so she’d probably have some of that doctor mumbo jumbo down pat already).
This really has nothing to do with plot or anything, but there were a few Twilight references in here – possibly mocking. I thought to myself: ‘I’m onto you, Carrie Harris’, with a little chuckle. I like that sort of thing, you see. Anyway.
Read Bad Taste in Boys if a quick, funny (or enjoyable, at the very least), teen zombie novel appeals to you. But be warned: there is a lot of vomiting in this book (it makes sense when you read about it, but still. Buckets and buckets of regurgitated product).
“[Spoiler] is a zombie, isn’t he?” Jonah asked when I could breathe again.
I tried to scoff. “Not exactly. If you’re looking for a scientifically accurate explanation, I think he has a virus that–”
“Bull! He’s a freaking zombie, Kate. I’ve played enough Resident Evil to recognise a zed head when I see one!”