Star Wars: Red Harvest is ridiculous. Don’t get me wrong. I realize that all Star Wars novels are in the realm of ridiculous, and I collect and read them anyway (perhaps because they are ridiculous), but these Star Wars/zombie novels take the freaking cake.
Admittedly, Red Harvest is more interesting and more plausible than it’s sequel, Death Troopers. (Let’s face it. How is it plausible that Han Solo and Chewbacca encountered the zombie virus on a prison ship and never mentioned it anywhere in all the movies/books/comics? It’s not. I don’t buy it. Death Troopers was entertaining, but that’s all I’m granting it.) Red Harvest isn’t actually the dumbest Star Wars book I’ve ever read either. That award goes to Planet of Twilight (but I am digressing so I shall attempt to return to the topic at hand).
The fact that Red Harvest takes place 3650 years before “A New Hope,” and that it utilizes unknown characters on a remote planet is its only saving grace. Because of this, the storyline becomes plausible. It is plausible that a deranged Sith lord endeavored to create immortality (totally Sith, right?); it is plausible that instead he created a virus of a sort that he was unable to control; and it is plausible that the whole affair could be entirely unknown to the universe in the later eras. Because of this plausibility, the story retains an ounce of credibility.
Also, I must admit that it’s fun to read about a whole school of Sith running around eating each other. I mean, you have to admit that’s awesome, right?
In conclusion, Schreiber’s second attempt at a Star Wars/zombie novel, while still ridiculous, isn’t horrible. If anything, it’s an entertaining read. Go ahead. Read it. If you can suspend your disbelief that this genre of books even exists (Star Wars/zombie), you may find that you enjoy it.
*I realize that by writing this I make it apparent that I am some sort of geeky freak. Hopefully, you won’t hold it against me.
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