TV time: The Walking Dead
Let me preface this post by saying I absolutely HATE zombie movies. I mean they creep me the hell out. Doesn’t matter what kind of movie it is. Even the quirky ones done for lolz cause me to quiver like jelly. Heck I even hid under my blanket, peeking out, through the Angel episode where all the Wolfram & Hart employees are turned into zombies. And there was that one episode in SG-1 with that one zombie and I had my eyes only half open through that part. I mean, this is a deep seeded dislike that goes way back to when I was a kid and tried to get through Night of the Living Dead that was playing on TV. Late at night. Alone. I didn’t make it through the whole move.
Anyway, my husband kept going on and on about how he wanted to watch The Walking Dead. Okay, a zombie TV show. I find the concept intriguing. I always find the backstory to zombie apocalypses interesting but I can never get past the creepiness factor. But my husband really wanted to watch so he recorded the season premiere (I think it was).
And I really liked it. Not to say I wasn’t creeped out and hiding under the blanket through most of the episode but I liked it. Enough to okay buying season 1 on DVD earlier today (although we opted for the $20 version instead of the newly released $30 version with more behind the scenes stuff). Now my husband wants to watch all the episodes. Problem is we can’t do it when the kids are around because they tend to be equally creeped out. They don’t usually scare easily with shows but having child characters adds to their fear. Owen watched I Am Legend at like 5 without batting an eye but then caught part of a Goosebumps movie (horror made for kids) and was so scared he slept in the hall outside my dad’s room for a week. The only difference was the Goosebumps movie had kids in it. Must be something about it connecting more in his head.
So, yeah, don’t want to watch it with the kids around because I don’t do well being woken in the night by kids with nightmares (although it’s rarely ever happened) or having them wanting to camp out in the living room because that’s somehow less scary than their bedrooms. But I don’t particularly want to watch them at night, right before bed. Then I can’t sleep. The only reason I got to sleep last night was because I took some Tylenol PM which seems to be the only way I can get to sleep at all (gonna have to do something about that soon because it’s not healthy).
So, in conclusion… The Walking Dead=good zombie creepiness. It’s going to take me awhile to get through the first season, though, because I can’t imagine myself watching more than 1 episode a day and then I’m going to need several days in between to calm my nerves. My husband does help by standing behind corners in dark rooms and jumping out to scare me.