She now works in the medical examiner's office, in the morgue, for access to the brains. The trickiness of getting at the brains is made easier because her boss is the only one who knows she's a zombie and he, being a geeky sort of medical examiner, is very interested in studying a zombie - and so doesn't mind what she has for lunch.
There is one drawback (or sort of drawback): When she eats a brain she sees what has happened to the dead person and so has flashbacks. Handily, for the storylines, because she eats the brains of people who have died violently, she is able to help the local detective solve murder mysteries. He just thinks she's some sort of kooky psychic.
Also, Liv laments, brains not being the most palatable lunch, they don't take on the flavours of the cuisines of their former owners. So she just gets brains for lunch, every day, and not, say, Chinese or Italian. Mmm, brain pizza, anyone?
The upside of being a brain-eating zombie is that she takes on the skills of the dead person. Hey! Liv can do kung fu! She kung fus a nasty Asian gang leader and takes him down. (Although she later admits she may have resorted to the good old knee in the tender area to finish him off.)
iZombie is sassy and smart and cute and funny, like Liv. It's chocker with terrible jokes. "You are who you eat, right?" And: "What's the that old zombie saying? This is the first day of the rest of your half-dead life."
I'm fairly certain the unfortunate ad placement for Campbell's Real Stock - "Want more flavour in your favourite meals?" - was unintentional, but it made me laugh.
There is one other upside of being a zombie: You go platinum blond, overnight. Cool. I loved it.
- TimeOut