So I went to go turn on the television.
They were showing 28 Weeks Later.
I came in, appropriately, I guess, since I was looking for noise, at the part where the zombies are getting into the house at the beginning, and everyone is screaming and getting mauled.
Besides my normal reaction of utter and complete terror, and a facial expression that appropriately expressed this, I would like to say to all of you, that if we are ever in a zombie apocalypse together (DON'T LECTURE ME ABOUT HOW THE RAGE ZOMBIES AREN'T ACTUALLY ZOMBIES SHUT UP) and you stay behind while zombies are tearing down the walls, and you are not getting the hell out of there right now I would probably, most definitely, leave you behind, because you clearly have no sense of survival. I know there are sometimes things you don't want to leave behind, and it gets harder to do that when those things are actually people, but if people are being stupid and sticking around in a house that's being ripped apart by zombies, leave 'em. Why was Alice (the Alice in the movie, not me) so desperate to save this one child that wasn't even her own? The kid was small and she couldn't find him, so maybe he would have SURVIVED, if she hadn't pulled him out of the closet while the zombies were flooding in. Well, fine, I suppose their sense of smell would have sussed him, but still. She brought him to a much quicker death.
And there was a window! There was a window RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER and all she did was bang on it ineffectually while screaming. I don't know about you, but when faced with a bunch of brutal crazy zombies hellbent on ripping you to pieces, I would prefer to break the glass and risk a few lacerations than that. I know we were all supposed to feel like Don leaving her behind was a dick move, and I guess it was, but seriously? Seriously. Survival of the fittest doesn't exactly work when you're not even trying to survive.
Clearly everyone should keep their most sentimental items as small trinkets, so you don't linger behind in rooms to find a framed photo that no longer makes a difference since your LEG IS BEING RIPPED OFF.
What number is that in the Survival Guide to Zombie Apocalypses?
That said, even though I only watched ten minutes: That was possibly one of the most terrifying things I've ever seen in my life. I wasn't so much affected by the gore? But just the way the zombies kept rushing in and just tearing everyone to pieces. And especially how fast the virus worked, I mean jeez. *shudder*