This is another comic we spotted at The Vintage Phoenix in Bloomington, actually, and purely by chance lying on their sort of last chance table. Needless to say, I had to snatch it up after noting that it features another story of The Littlest Zombie, whose unfortunately anti-social antics we last reviewed here.

A Very Zombie Summer contains two stories, actually; one is about the flesh-eating rival to our own far more positive role model Tim the Zombie Spokesurchin, and the other is about some mad scientist and his two hench-wenches going to the beach and inadvertantly causing a Zompocalypse.

I had no idea who those people were supposed to be (recurring characters from another series perhaps?), and it seemed to consist of a lot of jokes about bad bodily smells and genitalia, so let’s skip over it and say that it’s offensive to the Undead, but nothing stands out in the world of Anti-Zombie comics.

The Littlest Zombie story is more interesting, if still in the confusing vein of the previous tale, wherein the Littlest Zombie has a mixed grab bag of childlike intelligence, adult reasoning abilities and patience, and utter, amoral, sociopathic slaughtering capabilities. Bizarre, I know.

I previously discussed confusion over the author’s stated intention to depict beings with roughly cat-level intelligence; this comic confuses me even further as it shows said Littlest Zombie using tools. Cats… also can’t do that, so far as I know. Primates, sure. But cats?

*shrug*

Anyway, our story opens with the Littlest Zombie underwater, trying to find a way to get to a boat full of (supposedly) delicious Survivors above, and doubting himself and his abilities to, err, savagely rend them limb from limb.

It’s moving, in the same way an Ed Gein bedtime story might be. You feel pity for the Littlest Zombie. Someone should take him aside, teach him that eating people isn’t all a Zombie has to look forward to in life, show him some compassion and a decent home life. It might just turn his whole Unlife around.

Sadly I expect we’ll get to see more comics like this one, where he feasts upon, or attempts to feast upon, Living people who also coincidentally are total jerks (so that the audience doesn’t have to feel bad, I suppose, for wanting them dead).

Sigh.

A Very Zombie Summer gets our second-lowest rating, that of Anti-Zombie, and even barely manages to scrape that one out by virtue of the author’s misanthropy toward, seemingly, all sentient humanoids, not just Zombies, which puts the obvious Anti-Zombie prejudice a tiny bit into perspective.

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