I tend to avoid horror movies. I never loved the gore and the suspense. The plots to ninety percent can be solved or avoided in the first five minutes by remembering: don't run to the roof to get away, don't check to see if the bad guy is really dead, and you have to be stupid to not see that its a trap. Even though all these things are true about almost every zombie movie, I can't stay away from them.
It isn't the thrill of the chase or the killing of zombies that gets by blood going but the idea that during a zombie apocalypse there are no fences. There are no borders or boundaries. If you are hungry, walk into the market and get some food. Forget the market, go get the food out of the fridge at your neighbors house. Forget your neighbors house, take the candy bar out of the top drawer of your coworkers desk just make sure their head is not attached.
The idea that everything is available for use is one that brings a smile to my face. Terrible, yes, the world is in total disarray but I need to get somewhere and there are literally thousands of cars with keys in them just waiting for me to modify with chain link and barbed wire and take off in. Need a gun? Go get one. Need a rocket ship to the space station? Hop in. The appeal of being trapped in a mall during the zombie attack, genius. Who wouldn't want to be able to go to the sporting goods store and stock up on gear like a hockey mask and some sweet pads to keep away those pesky brain eaters?
Imagine living in a world where everything is up for grabs to the last man standing...and that is also not a zombie. Crazy, you say? Sure. Crazy awesome.
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