Radiant as the Sun

I’m well aware that this is a no Walking Dead blog. But I wanted to keep up with Dead Sundays. So I’m going to try and write “dead” related blogs every Sunday. So yes… I will write about vampires eventually and ghosts (though I usually do that on Horror Wednesday, lol). But let’s stick with zombies for now. I’ve had a few friends ask me what my obsession with zombies is. What’s to “love” about creepy mindless people eaters. So let me start by saying that it’s not the zombies I love. It’s the world you’re forced into when there are zombies. Call it my end of the world as we know it love affair if you will. But there is something that I love about how people survive in books, tv shows and movies when it comes to zombies. Will they be that “nice” person they always portrayed or will their true nature surface? 

For example, in the most recent episodes of The Walking Dead, Dale talks to Shane about how Shane was in his true environment. With his true nature coming out because let’s face is Shane is a dick. But a dick who survives. Now call me an asshole if you want, but I’d rather be on Shane’s team because I know I’ll be seeing another day because he has no mercy. He doesn’t second guess himself and while he may not see a “future” all he knows is that he wants to continue to breathe and… well, kill zombies. Oh and fuck. Let’s not forget fuck. 

A recurring theme for the zombie apocalypse is the idea that “well. Everyone is dead. Your mom is dead, your dad is dead, that fat chick you wanted to fuck is dead. They’re all dead.” Attractive genitalia just attracts other attractive genitalia. If you’re shy before the zombie apocalypse and your crush just happens to be a survivor on your team, rest assure you will be trying to tap that because there’s no going back and there’s nothing else left to lose. Again, we’re back to being stripped of our social bullshit and our true selves come through. But are we who we really are deep down when we’re faced with the ugliness of life? 

Who knows. But I know that if my neighbor decides to try and eat my face off, you better believe next time I meet someone I’d like to fuck I will not be shy about letting them know it’s time to get down. 

But it’s not just about sex guys. I think a couple that kills zombies together, stay together. That and there’s no room to be picky, right? In think that wedding cake *points above* is the best cake ever. Now that’s what I call a team :]

So it’s not the zombies themselves that I love. Though I sure as hell love when they scare me. I love that adrenalin rush I can get when reading a good zombie book and I’m thinking of all the weapons you could make to kill them and survive. But I love how they make humans… human.

Some of my favorite zombie movies.
 

Dawn of The Dead

Shaun of the Dead

The Evil Dead Bruce Fucking Campbell.

Evil Dead II Nuff Said.

28 Days Later Mainly for Cillian Murphy. He makes me drool.

28 Weeks Later I think it’s cute when people think something can just disappear.

The Crazies Timothy Olyphant can have it.

Flight of the Living Dead Hilariously awful.

Land of the Dead

Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides Sorry, those zombies were the shit!

Quarantine

Resident Evil: Extinction My journal.

Some of my favorite zombie books. 
 

Enclave

Hollowland

The Forest of Hands and Teeth

At Grave’s End

Feed

The Dead-Tossed Waves