Sunday, July 21, 2013

Episode One: Mr. Attractive Beard in a Toga

Well, it's your typical Sunday afternoon.  It's just one of those lazy days where you want to take a nap and eat pie.  Or, in my case, start watching The Walking Dead on Netflix.  And per my friend Rachel's urging, I've also decided to start a blog to chronicle my thoughts on the show.  Just as a note, I know essentially nothing about this show and this blog will just be about some things I noticed watching the show for the first time.

So, to start off, I just want to comment on the character Rick [Andrew Lincoln] looks strikingly similar to both Viggo Mortensen and Kirk Cameron.

Kirk Cameron
Viggo Mortensen
Andrew Lincoln

Just because of this, I was immediately drawn into the episode.  I'm a huge fan of Viggo, especially in the Lord of the Rings trilogy and Hidalgo (the only animal movie I can tolerate).  But I would like to point out the very cheap and thoughtless costume designs for Rick throughout most of the first episode.  Yes, the policeman uniform was quite nice, but he wore that for approximately one-fifth of the first episode.  After that, we get to see him stumbling through a seemingly-abandoned hospital in a pair of hideously too-short shorts and a useless, papery gown draped around his shoulders.  I suppose this could be over-looked.  After all, we must be realistic; people waking up from a comatose state in the hospital would be wearing hospital clothing.  However, Rick then goes into the home of Morgan Jones, but instead of giving Rick some normal clothing (surely he had some to spare), he allows him to traipse about the house in a blanket.  A blanket.  Sure, I'll dress your wound for you, but normal clothes, no way.  Finally about half an hour into the episode, we find Rick donning a pair of jeans and t-shirt.  However, mere moments later, those clothes are replaced by a towel, and Rick's very exceptionally well-groomed beard has been shaven.  I could tolerate Rick's crappy costume designs while he had such a nice beard, but once it was gone, he had to at least get a nice uniform to bring out his manliness.  And apparently the show's writers thought so too, because once Rick's beard disappears, he wears normal clothes and keeps them on.

But enough on Rick's wardrobe (I'm really not a fashionista).  The show begins with the shooting of a little zombie girl, a walker.  I had heard the show was a bit gruesome, but, in all honesty, I was not really expecting that.  Throughout the show, the violence did tend towards the heavy side, but I found it sort of easy to overlook, especially in the gunshot-wound sequences because it was so obviously animated.  That being said, the most gut-wrenchingly violent scene for me was when the walkers started to eat Rick's new-found horsey friend.  I thought that faithful beastie could have had a nice, long career on the show, but apparently the only animals appreciated in The Walking Dead are dead ones.  Or creepy crows and vultures.

When the show cut to Shane, Lori, and the others who are surviving on the outskirts of Atlanta, I had to admit, I was pretty dang excited that Shane survived.  He seemed to be a pretty great guy, and I wanted to see Rick and Shane's friendship play out.  But now that it seems Lori and Shane have been in an affair for at least a little while, I'm joining Team Rick (if there is a Team Rick, and if not, there needs to be).  My question is, have Lori and Shane been like this for a while, even before Rick went into a coma in the hospital?  Or did Shane feel the need to protect his friend's widow and fall in love with her in the process?  Only time will tell.  And with that, I close.  On to Episode Two.

Sorry—just one more thing.  I was also interested to see that the zombies in The Walking Dead are very different from the zombie-creatures on I Am Legend.  I believe that it would be much more difficult to survive an I Am Legend scenario because those creatures are faster, stronger, and smarter than humans.  Their only weakness is daylight.  However, Walking Dead zombies are slow, weak (on their own), and stupid.  Their strength comes in numbers, and their weakness is, of course, their head.  Aim for the brain, my friends.

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