Isaac Marion

A good friend of mine, Isaac Marion, just published his first novel, and now I am going to pimp it. Warm Bodies (Atria, $24) chronicles an ill-fated romance between a teenage girl and an “undead boy.” Stephenie Meyer is already a vigorous supporter of the book, and comparisons to Twilight stop there. For one thing, said boy is not a vampire—he’s a zombie named R. And the 29-year-old Marion didn’t write the book with Twi-hards in mind, he explains: “There are some themes that young people will relate to, but it's definitely not aimed at kids. It has sex, violence, and bad words. There's no high-school drama. It's a post-apocalyptic eulogy for civilization.” I'll say. In the collapsed and diseased world of Warm Bodies, R meets his beloved, Julie, shortly after he devours her boyfriend’s brain, something I’m certain Robert Pattinson would never do. Regardless, the two fall in love. As a sensitive female, I had to ask myself how one could be attracted to moldering body, but Marion says “R is in the early stages of decay, so all Julie really has to deal with is the bad complexion, a slight odor, and the fact that they met a few seconds after he murdered all her friends.” And guess what? Warm Bodies is is being made into a movie by the same studio that made released Twilight (I’ll allow that one more similarity). Jonathan Levine (The Wackness) will direct, and Nicholas Hoult (About a Boy, A Single Man) has signed on to play R. Marion once did a reading in the voice of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and he says says tonight’s vocal effects will depend “entirely on how much whiskey I'm provided.” ERIN K. THOMPSON

Fri., April 29, 6:30 p.m.; Thu., May 12, 7 p.m., 2011

 
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