It's a shame Pride and Prejudice and Zombies is one of those parodies whose author clearly feels the source material is beneath them and thus doesn't put much thought into how they're sending it up because a Regency zombie apocalypse that properly Examines the Implications sounds like a really fun time.
Like, my guy, so much of contemporary zombie media is subtextually really about class that if you're sticking zombies in your Regency romance and completely failing to draw a line between the class-driven subtext the former and the class-driven text of the latter, you are a hack.
Give me a duke that's clearly a zombie, but everyone in his household refuses to say so, because that is a duke, my good sir, and dukes do not become "zombies" like some common chimney sweep, so they're all trying to herd him into performing his duties as usual without getting bitten themselves.
The butler has to interview five new maids by the end of the week, and then try to keep the secret from them so they won't quit and leave.
Eventually the duke's cousin (and closest legitimate heir) bribes a poor, sickly man to come on as a servant, specifically so he can "accidentally" shoot the duke in the back of the head "while cleaning a hunting rifle." In exchange, all four of his daughters will have generous dowries set aside for them. Really, everyone knows this was a setup, and it could easily be proven that the duke's cousin was responsible, but... Who would be so cruel as to deprive four fatherless girls their dowries? Who's so upset that their master is no longer a zombie that they want to see the man responsible tried for murder? And most of all, who in their right mind would go accusing the late duke of being a zombie? Dukes. Can't. Be. Zombies.




















