"The rule of our country now given over to resurrected, brain chewing, flying apes" observers the ever perceptive master of mystery in this little slice of literary parody. "I wonder if anyone will notice?" answers the ever-present and long-suffering sidekick and Sherlock Holmes biographer, Dr. Watson. "Sherlock Holmes and the Flying Zombie Death Monkeys" delivers on it's promise of undead airborne simian brain munchery and provides plenty more to laugh at aside from the alarmingly pleasing mental image of British Parliament (you can imagine it as Congress if you like) being torn limb from limb and devoured by feces-throwing apes. Be it fighting over who had the potential romance of a woman only seconds-ago ripped apart in truly gruesome form, or simply going with the flow of planted clues to stumble onto the cause of one of the four mysteries presented in this brief anthology of Holmes's lesser known escapades, this book is a guaranteed good time.
While Watson often points out his renowned partner's "eccentricities" (or has it is put here, "what a tw@+ Holmes is") at the start of a tale, in these dregs of the great detective's adventures, Watson's observations have devolved into outright loathing as he perceives Holmes to be a bumbling, greedy buffoon. His evidence seems rather airtight in this case. Thankfully, it turns out there are few problems that can't be solved with a well-placed bullet. The four stories are the title tale (which you may have already deduced touches upon the subject of winged lived dead of the primate variety), "A Scandal in Burnley", which involves a politician's unfortunate problems concerning a picture of his rear end with a lighter held to it, "The Pain of the Pianoforted Parts" regarding rival musicians who make music using their netherparts, and of course "The Mystery of the Speckled Wang" which brings death to those who see it. Now don't get upset. Although the Flying Zombie Death Monkeys only get the title of one story, rest assured their presence carries over into the other vignettes. Ever the brilliant intellectual, Holmes finds that the carnivorous reanimated apes can be evaded by feigning bad weather and can thus traverse the streets of London unmolested while the less genius are rent and devoured about him, but regardless author Chris Wood makes sure there are brutal aerial monkey slayings aplenty throughout out heroes' journeys.
The twisted narrative is further augmented by classic illustrations with less-than-classic captions to offer up some extra snickers. Watson's loathing, Holmes' Bono-level D-baggery, a cast of flustered Victorian characters, parody, satire, and of course, the monkeys. Those wacky flying zombie death monkeys. This is what I call a winning package. Sherlock Holmes and the Flying Zombie Death Monkeys is a short and easy read packed with amusement that is definitely worth checking out if you are looking for some off-color absurdist humor spoofing everybody's favorite non-cowled detective. Give it a shot.