The Walking Dead...
Pim has been greatly enjoying the TV show The Walking Dead, and urging me to watch it.
Now, I don't like zombies. I just don't. I don't see the charm. I watched Sean of the Dead because StarWolf talked me into it, and it was funny, but it didn't make me like zombies. I don't even like zombies in comics.
But I was reasonably curious about The Walking Dead so I watched the premiere episode. Since I watched it at her place, I had no pludh crocodile to hold or hide my eyes behind, so she furnished me with her Tare Panda.
He did the job just fine.
I was interested to see that the show was by Robert Kirkman - I had no idea. I'm familiar with his comic book work, particularly on X-Men and Fantastic Four. Way to do, Kirkman.
The show was well made, but there wasn't much there to appeal to me. It was so unrelentingly sad. And lacking the kind of humour that makes Supernatural so comparatively palatable. Well, I suppose, that's the point.
Right.
It reminded me of the fourth series of Torchwood, the one I stopped watching because it was so grim and depressing.