zombieeeeees! everybody needs good zombieeeees!
So The Walking Dead, episode two, still solid but lacking, um, zing. Yes, ZING. I could try typing it a few more times but I'm not going to feel any less silly. However, I've spent far too much time trying to come up with an alternative word, and nothing works quite so well, so I'm sticking with it.
It's the characterisation that's the problem. It's just so meh. I don't care about these people and that sucks. Any one of them could die, and I'd just be noting how nifty the zombies look or getting ready to flinch away should events be a bit too gory for my squeamish ways. I'd not be flailing over the death of A Dude, and if I don't care about The Dudes, it doesn't matter how stylishly the post-apocalyptic world is filmed, it's all a bit hollow. So meh. (Worse, at one point, I was hoping a dead dude would jump up and bite Heroic Andrew Lincoln's hand off for riffling through his pockets then doing some hardcore emoing over him. EVERYBODY'S DEAD DAVE; get over it.)
Oh, and a zombie climbed over a fence, wtf. It weren't some rotting wood, knee-high to a grasshopper fence either, but a whacking great TALLER THEN YOU metal barrier. THAT IS NOT THE ZOMBIE WAY; corpses do not climb.
On the bright side, there were a couple more women. One of them even got a few precious morsels of the characterisation rations. (And there be bonus points for having sisters; offhand I can't remember seeing any sisters in a zombie apocalypse before.)
Nought wrong with the plot. Standard zombie fare of Escaping A Building Surrounded By The Undead and very nicely done it was too, culminating with another smashing last scene as one of Our Dudes races along an empty highway looking ridic gleeful as he mocks the speed limit.
Next week, please be letting me care about ANY ONE OF THESE PEOPLE. Kthxbi.
It's the characterisation that's the problem. It's just so meh. I don't care about these people and that sucks. Any one of them could die, and I'd just be noting how nifty the zombies look or getting ready to flinch away should events be a bit too gory for my squeamish ways. I'd not be flailing over the death of A Dude, and if I don't care about The Dudes, it doesn't matter how stylishly the post-apocalyptic world is filmed, it's all a bit hollow. So meh. (Worse, at one point, I was hoping a dead dude would jump up and bite Heroic Andrew Lincoln's hand off for riffling through his pockets then doing some hardcore emoing over him. EVERYBODY'S DEAD DAVE; get over it.)
Oh, and a zombie climbed over a fence, wtf. It weren't some rotting wood, knee-high to a grasshopper fence either, but a whacking great TALLER THEN YOU metal barrier. THAT IS NOT THE ZOMBIE WAY; corpses do not climb.
On the bright side, there were a couple more women. One of them even got a few precious morsels of the characterisation rations. (And there be bonus points for having sisters; offhand I can't remember seeing any sisters in a zombie apocalypse before.)
Nought wrong with the plot. Standard zombie fare of Escaping A Building Surrounded By The Undead and very nicely done it was too, culminating with another smashing last scene as one of Our Dudes races along an empty highway looking ridic gleeful as he mocks the speed limit.
Next week, please be letting me care about ANY ONE OF THESE PEOPLE. Kthxbi.