Ever since I read this book a month or so ago, I've had at least one zombie related nightmare per week.
And it was totally worth it.
At the store I work in, we shelve this book in the adult section for obvious reasons (crazy graphic zombie related violence for a start) but really this book is no worse than the average R rated horror flick that most thirteen year olds watch when their parents aren't home anyway. And it's probably a lot smarter, with a lot of really interesting questions about our current dependence on technology. Written in the tradition of Studs Terkel's The Good War, Max Brooks uses the conceit of oral history to its most entertaining potential. Though completely fictional, the accounts are so vivid, and the spread of zombies so logical that despite its crazy premise it starts to sound downright inevitable.
So stock up your house with non-perishable goods, invest in a crowbar, shave your head and get ready for the zombie apocalypse. It's coming.