Amy Gumm is just a normal girl living in trailer park in Kansas. She never expected anything interesting to happen in her life, until she is swept up in a tornado and lands in Oz. But this is not the same Oz from the movies. Dorothy found a way back and became queen. And that power went to her head. Now she is a ruthless dictator and no one is safe. In this new Oz, good witches can’t be trusted, wicked witches might even be the good guys, and winged monkeys can be executed for acts of rebellion. Dorothy is the reason the once beautiful Oz has fallen.
I despised cheerleaders when I was a teenager. They were the ones who bullied my outcast friends and me. They were so—well—cheery. Didn't they notice that the world all around us is falling apart? I’m much older and somewhat wiser now, so I understand that it’s dumb to assume that all members of a group of people are the same. I comprehend that just because the particular cheerleaders I knew in high school were mean doesn't mean that all cheerleaders are mean. I mean, I try to stay open-minded. Still, cheerleaders. Blech. How superficial, boring, and dumb.
The romantic classic with ultra violent zombie mayhem! Think, jaded boyfriend forced to read sappy, period love story by (now ex) girlfriend and wants to get back all all women for upholding unrealistic ideas romance, inspired by the original Pride and Prejudice.
Pride and Prejudice = Awesome. Zombies = Awesome. Pride and Prejudice + Zombies = Really Awesome.
