My mother claims I'm weird, my cousin saids I'm completely rational, and my husband says I better get really good with an ax or a machete. I say we better prepare, the dead could walk!
Regardless what you think at this point, I KNOW my zombie fear is irrational. My fears of clowns and little people are completely irrational, too, but I'm still absolutely terrified of them.
I know zombies are the least likely thing that ever could happen, but people said a black American president would never happen either (yay Obama!). As I see it, you make something zombie proof and it will withstand ANYTHING!
I've seen countless zombie movies. I've read plenty of books. I have spent time with my husband discussing our zombie survival plan. I'd like to think that if it all goes to hell in a hand basket, I'd survive. I'd bet I could be like Cherry Darling in Planet Terror minus the whole losing a leg (I don't think my husband could make me a machine gun peg leg) and I wouldn't want to lose what she loses (don't want to spoil the flick for ya!). She kicks mega zombie tail and goes on to lead the new world, all while being a total hottie.
All that being said, you still may say, "But Summer, I have no clue what to do about zombies!" This, my friend, will help you:You Know You Want To Click Here...). (Oh, and FYI, my husband was ok after being hit by the truck. He was back to annoying me after a couple of days. The man is a powerhouse!)
I love pretty much all zombie movies and I've seen most of them countless times. I love George A. Romero's Movies. I actively seek out the goriest reanimated corpse stories that I can find. The funny to the scary, they're all wonderful.
I was ecstatic to see the Nazi zombies of Dead Snow.
I totally hearted the accidental heroes Shaun & Ed of Shaun of the Dead. They brave the undead English world for their family and friends.
And Jenna Jameson and Robert Englung (you read that right, I'm talkin about Freddy frickin Krueger!) totally horrified and titillated me in Zombie Strippers.
But each of these wonderfully fabulous undead sagas are not the inspiration for this incredibly long (and getting longer) post. This is why I am writing this:
Or, if you prefer:
I am completely in love with Robert Kirkman's brain child, The Walking Dead.
The graphic novels (aka comic books) are impossible to put down once you pick them up. I bought the first compendium and read it in 24 hours. It's so addictive!
My favorite person in the novel is Rick Grimes.
When AMC announced they were turning it in to a show (after my happy dance and delighted squeals were over) I did everything I could to prepare myself for the fabulousness of flesh eating ghouls.
After quickly falling in love with the show, I found my favorite character of the show. Andrew Lincoln is wonderful as Rick (and the first English person to gain my respect for doing a southern role since Vivien Leigh) but he is not my favorite member of the survival group. My heart belongs to Daryl Dixon.
I think the main reason I wrote this was to try to appease my hunger for more episodes of The Walking Dead. It didn't work. Guess I have to reread the first compendium and rewatch season one (for the second time this month). Rumor mill said new episodes start in July. I am beyond excited!!! I recommend that EVERYONE see this series. It's revolutionary!
Any how, don't say I didn't warn you when the dead rise up and decide to have you for a snack!
Disclaimer: No person, thing, book, show, movie or zombie mentioned in this post in any way, shape, or form, asked me to write this or gave me any compensation to write this. I jacked all images from Google image search and just assumed they fell under the Public Domain Usage thingy. Please don't sue, I'm broke anyways. I just wanted to share my zombie obsession with Bloggywood! While I was not offered anything to write this, I will be more than happy to receive any swag you may want to send my way.
- Whether you love me or hate me, you know who I am.