Welcome to the detailed (and, unfortunately, spoiler-rich) review of Night of the Living Dead Christian. For a briefer review that doesn't give anything away, read the main review. If you're curious, here's a discussion of why I'm doing this.
This is a rather long bit of reaction, so I'm breaking it up into sections. Hopefully that will allow for more bite-sized discussions. So, now that you've all been fairly warned, we'll pick up the deconstruction after the jump:
The short version: Narrator-Matt has discovered various odd people in his neighborhood. One of them is a werewolf named Luther. Along with the Mad Scientist Dr. Culbetron and the Hibbs 3000 android, they are trying to help Luther find a cure for his condition. In the course of doing so, they have stopped to talk to Lara, Matt's next door
Following this conversation, Narrator-Matt walks past his own house (again, absentee father) and goes to check on Luther. Luther greets him at the door in full-on Wolfman mode: neatly dressed and calm, but furry and with all his fangs and claws on display. He explains that the therapist has convinced him that he can't stop being a werewolf, so he just has to accept it and use behavioral training to avoid the really bad parts of werewolf behavior. Which... just... no.
I'm a little unsure of the timing here, because it sure looks like Narrator-Matt dropped Luther off with the Psychologist, had a brief conversation about vampires with Lara, and then walked over to Luther's house - a timeline that probably wouldn't even allow Luther to finish a single session and get back home. Luther, however, is acting like he's been in therapy for quite a while, and apparently he's had time to call his wife and invite her over to see the new, improved, unabashedly-wolfy Luther. But that's comparatively minor. Here's my main issue:
...I just can't read these sections as anything other than rote bashing of mental health professionals - they do strange and silly things to learn about their patients, they think they know more than they do, and their recommendations are useless if not completely lunatic. Sure, there's a token protest by Narrator-Matt earlier in the book - he's known people who have been helped by therapy, he even has friends who are psychologists - but it comes off as a sort of boilerplate attempt at plausible deniability. (You've probably heard variations of it yourself: "I'm not a racist. Some of my best friends are black. But if you've seen how those people live...")
To be fair, the book is supposed to be humorous, and Narrator-Matt has (for reasons best known to himself) taken Luther to a psychologist that Matt himself doesn't particularly like and didn't find particularly helpful. That doesn't really excuse the depiction, though, because if this is an attempt at humor, it's a sort of humor that relies on a rather prejudiced caricature of mental health professionals. It may actually be more charitable to assume that the author is trying to indicate that counseling might be okay for some people, but we know that Jesus is the only real solution to our problems - and that Author-Matt simply mangles it in the sales job. (Come to that, the two explanations are not mutually exclusive.)
These two section (this one, and the earlier one) together probably came closer than anything else to completely destroying the book for me. And I realize that I'm not pulling samples from the text to illustrate just how unkind the depiction really is (for example, I left out the part where Narrator-Matt describes his counselor as a [metaphorical] harpy) but if anyone wants to look at this in more detail we can do so in the comments.