The Littlest Zombie (last reviewed here by the ZRC) has at long last gotten a second full issue of his, err, misadventures.

By misadventures, I mean a bizarre mixture of savage Romero-Russo stereotyped violence and adorable antics, but if you’ve been following these reviews to date, you probably already got that.

Issue 2 of The Littlest Zombie is a strange one; despite being only the second full length installment of a semi-ongoing series, it barely features the main character, instead focusing on one of the weirdest people I’ve seen in fiction in a long time: a little girl mad scientist named Professor Elmyria Fuhd.

Seriously. This is some messed up stuff. Prof. Fuhd is a cross between Shirley Temple and Mengele; utterly brilliant in a Reed Richards sort of way, she has a long list of achievements including completing a thesis at 14 months and performing her first successful open heart surgery at the age of six. She is, however, an utter sociopath, driven only by scientific zeal and occasional, seemingly uncontrollable bouts of little girl fixations on things she finds cute (Zombies, who she usually refers to as ‘cutie-wooties’, but also the usual puppies and ponies and such).

The burning question for me is whether Fuhd’s insanity is a separate condition or merely an artifact of obtainining this sort of intellect so prematurely. I mean, basically, until intellectual development reaches a certain level, ALL children are sociopathic monsters to some degree, as they can’t understand the consequences of their behaviors. Fuhd’s smart enough to do so, seemingly, but is she constitutionally capable?

Prof. Fuhd (another question: what university hires a six year old crazed killer onto the faculty) has survived the Zombie Apocalypse in the Littlest Zombieverse by being part of a secret shadow government force buried deep underground. In fact, so far the Apocalypse is going quite well for her; she’s a xenobiologist by preference and Zombies are fascinating to study, which the shadow government indulges her in so long as she returns results on various projects, including an army of cyborg supersoldiers.

Fuhd’s mania (and penchant for shooting disobedient males in the testicles with her handgun) is placing an enormous strain on her relationship with her patrons at the same time as a new batch of ‘cutie-wooties’ is brought into the base for experiments. Included amongst them is, of course, the Littlest Zombie, and that’s where the story really takes off.

(I told you it was unconventionally plotted)

Unfortunately, even for a very misguided Zombie like LZ, torments and horrors await him in Fuhd’s care, torments no little boy, living or Undead, should ever have to face, the almost unspeakable nightmare known as:

a Tea Party.

*shudder* The horror… the horror.

I mean, just look at how the comic’s poor Zombie protagonist suffers, in his pink sunhat, chained to a chair, forced to not-drink tea (which is probably imaginary most of the time, as these things go).

Having found her cutest specimen ever, Professor Fuhd makes her plans to betray her superiors before they betray her, and concocts a plan to survive the Zombie Apocalypse in a somewhat.. unconventional manner: voluntary Zombification.

Hmm. We’re seeing a lot of that lately; it was a featured plot event in the Victorian Undead Sherlock Holmes comic too.

So how does it all go down? I won’t spoil it for you, but it’s not particularly Zombie friendly, let’s just say that.

Once again, by virtue of presenting truly horrific Living characters alongside the (somewhat) more palatable Differently Animated, Littlest Zombie #2 has skated past being officially Living Supremacist, and earns an Anti-Zombie ‘award’.

Hating the Living is no excuse for abusing the Undead, Mr. Perry. For shame.

Tags: Comics, ZRC Reviews

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