The Walking Dead has already made household names of its actors across its six season run, with the likes of Norman Reedus starring in this year's film Triple 9 . But it is Andrew Lincoln's Rick Grimes who leads the intrepid group of survivors. With a (now) all star cast, could you imagine a world without Lincoln as leader Rick Grimes? Would he be as sweaty? Would his beard be as bushy? Sadly, we will never know, but here is how it could have played out.
I remember when I used to be excited for each Sunday, anxiously awaiting the next episode of The Walking Dead. However, with the show now in its eighth season, I've found myself far less interested and less invested in the plot and the show's many characters. My interest in The Walking Dead has waned to the point where I debate whether I should even watch it all any more. With the show's viewership declining, it's time to ask what's gone wrong and why our favourite zombie show isn't as good as it used to be.
A small creak in the distance had Ben lean away from the brick building. The gentle wind that had slid in from the East all week shifted his hair as if a lover had done so. Blowing upwards, he moved the hair out of the way because there was no way he wanted those memories. Eyes went up as he did so before leveling back down to try and spot the source of the creak.
This heart wrenching episode begins where the previous episode ends, with the people of the Otto Ranch holed up in an underground pantry after narrowly escaping a horde of walkers. We are quickly reminded that the ventilation system has somehow malfunctioned and that the oxygen supply is quickly dwindling. Alicia (played by Alycia Debnam-Carey) quickly, and rather unexpectedly, does the kind of advanced math that would qualify her to be a shoe-in for MENSA membership and determines that a mere two hours of oxygen remains before this temporary shelter becomes a permanent tomb. (Seriously, that kind of brain power and no one has thought to make chain mail zombie proof suits yet? Come on, people!) To make a bad situation even worse, we have also now discovered that several of the people in the pantry have been bitten.
Everywhere you look there are zombies. On TV, the silver screen, t-shirts, video games and even in our music as people gleefully sing and recreate the dance in Michael Jackson’s Thriller. There are cereal bowls, garden gnomes, bedding, house slippers, lunchboxes… almost any item you can imagine has been zombified. Zombies have become a part of our daily lives and were welcomed with open arms and the occasional moan. The question is why? What would be so appealing about a walking corpse? Is it possible that we as a culture tend to step within the grasps of zombies when in times of societal stress to deal with our biases, anger with our government and alienation, either self or otherwise imposed?
One minute the teacher was speaking about math. And then the next minute she had been attacked by a student.
Nathan had just left work. He was in his beautiful car of the year, a RAV4 black Cromer 2013. This car was a gift he had received from his wife. On the way, he thought of his condition of life. Barely 48 years old, he had been married for 25 years. He had betrothed his wife Maëlle at the age of 22 years. She had given him two beautiful children. The first being Damien, now 24 years old. A university student, a future surgeon, he had always been a studious pupil and an exemplary adolescent. The blond hair descending to the shoulders, and the blue eyes, he had inherited the build of his father.
Midnight lonely her whisper’d cries,
We’re getting a bit short on heroes lately.
Sword snap fright white pale good-byes,
In the desolation of Valhalla.
Here’s a piece I wrote for a horror fiction contest. I didn’t win, but I was proud of it nonetheless.
Thanks to movies, TV, books, and just plain old common knowledge, we are well aware that zombies eat brains. Ironically, even though brains are a scrumptious delicacy to a zombie, they still need one in order to survive.
Zombies. The Undead. Walkers. The cannibalistic risen dead go by many names, the most common derived from the Haitian word "zombi."
The recent passing of horror legend George A. Romero has left a major hole in the hearts of many film fans. Without Night of the Living Dead, the zombie subgenre itself would not be what it is today—arguably, his works have had the most lasting effect on curating both the style and the "rules" of how films like these behave.