The Coming Zombie Apocalypse

…or The Walking Dead marathon begins tonight.

How did I arrive at this juncture?

I've asked myself this question frequently over my lifetime. Like how did I become the one with deer heads hanging in my yard or known as the weird person who beats their flocked Christmas tree on the sidewalk?

Now I question my slobbering enthusiasm for Walking and how this show captured me so thoroughly.

It was after the first Walking marathon in January that I first really started watching this show. I arrived late to the party. Doodling like a kid texting rather than doing their homework then finally realizing what time it was.

At first, the storyline didn’t amaze me. Sometimes the only way to get through it was to skip the irritating parts.  But somewhere along the way, I quit hitting the FF button.

I don’t watch a lot of TV but I am loyal to the few programs that I do. Vampire Diaries is my guilty pleasure and fills my eek quota. I’d walk on broken glass to watch Justified every week. That show’s writers and plotters continually surprise me with twists in their storyline. I never know what is going to happen next.

After watching these TV shows, I go about my business until Tuesday or Thursday rolls around with another episode.

But Walking Dead. Holy Cats. It keeps me up at night. I’m thinking about it the next day and STILL can’t get a certain episode out of my head (the one with the hiker).

The characters are a part of my day now. Even the ones that I initially disliked when the show first premiered. Now I realize that a bad character has only one way to go: Up. I mourn when they die. Shocking.

Again, the marathon begins tonight with the pilot at 8 ET on AMC. It will run all episodes to the season’s finale on Sunday.

What is it about this show that controls me? Seriously, WHAT IS IT?

Zombies Have Claimed Me

I am late to this zombie loving party. Blame it on the game Plants vs Zombies and Warm Bodies. Both eased me into their lair.

The Walking Dead. Michael and Marcy told me to watch it and long ago, I did see the pilot. What turned me off at the time was the stereotypical portrayal of a redneck racist who spouted crap. I reckon there is a need for drama/conflict but my lip curled after that first scene with Merle. Just don’t care for the stuff.

The Dead marathon on AMC let me watch several episodes for a bit more perspective. Not that everything was sugar cookies with sprinkles though. I nearly deleted the whole thing on my DVR several times. But now Daryl is coming along nicely. Glenn is very cool. Lori is still an idiot but whatever; as long as Carl doesn't get his brains ate, I will remain.

I haven’t seen all the past shows and the new episodes tell me that not everyone has survived. Interesting. I wonder how Dale croaked, er, tasted.

I might be a little slow. But you can bet, tonight, The Walking Dead will have my complete attention.

Zombies Anyone?

Zombies don’t interest me.

Sure, I like the quirky Shaun of the Dead and can play Plants vs Zombies on my Kindle Fire for hours.

But I don’t care for stuff like Zombieland, Night of the Living Dead, Dawn of the Dead…oh wait I did see that one.

The last one aside, zombies and their ilk are not a part of my day. Well except for Plants vs Zombies - I am way too into that game.

In a rare visit to the theater last year, I saw a trailer for a zombie flick that might change my mind. Warm Bodies is a love affair that crosses many boundaries. She comes from a militaristic family and he comes from a…well, he can’t remember since he’s kinda dead. And a zombie.

R can’t remember his name either but he knows he is in love for the first time. She happens to be alive but what the heck, life isn’t always easy, right?

 

Won't the ticket lady at the theater be surprised to see me again.