Alone
Overall Recommendation
Recommendation?
Watch this one over anything the Asylum ever touched. Maybe don’t make it a special watching night for all your friends, but this is a good, solid, well-built movie about the going-ons in an apartment building in the midst of a zombie apocalypse. It’s not 28 Days or another Dawn, but it’s a good indie take on the subject with some new ideas and a good ability to keep you feeling just slightly off center. Donald makes the absolute best out of the limited role he’s given, and unfortunately, the scenario and resultant conversational topics have been ran through before, but especially in the lead-up probing questions, you feel like Aiden is playing chess against a Tiger. Who is also a Chess Master. Donald is the scariest thing in the movie, but that’s not saying the zombies were bad or anything else was lacking in particular. There just wasn’t enough of everything to justify the time spent. It’s a story that could be told in 30 minutes, and well thorough and entertaining. By nudging it out to a full length, they really had to pad the shit out of some spots. Granted, they did a good job tying everything into everything, so the padding isn’t obvious, but after you consume the movie, you end up still feeling a bit peckish. Maybe it’s best said that this is an appetizer movie. The production values- especially the zombies- was top notch. Great ambiance, great filming (for the most part, some of the hallway Neo shit was too fast and jerky) and good acting. Everything was competently done, and the suspense that they were able to infuse was tasty. I seriously doubted that a character existed, and I instantly feared another without knowing why. I like this, it makes for good movie. Add some good gotcha jump moments, and it’s worth watching. Take that extra creative step of adding human sentience and communicative ability to the zombies as a horrified onboard rider unable to control their body and shit really gets frightening. I think I was too high in the beginning of the movie where the TV lady is explaining it all, but the constant exposure of the zombies’ phrases leaves you with a chalkboard feeling awaiting fingertips. This is a good, small story that is well told. It could have used more curves or fleshing out, or the addition of another… something. It’s almost like a couple of shorts featuring all the same people and locations were chained together. And like I said, the result is an enjoyable zombie movie, but it’s nothing that will become cannon. There were some shortcuts taken too, that would have worked but they were used too many times. I mainly refer to Aidens ability to Neo his way through the hallways when it was convenient. It felt like the goalposts were shifting to help keep the story line intact. I hope this creative team continues working in this direction as well as collaborating with a broader exposure of ideas. They aimed small and they nailed small. They could have aimed a little bigger.
And Aiden, if those are really your own tattoos… you can’t spray paint a cloud.
Plot Autopsy
Plot Autopsy
- Dude’s great life is derailed by zombie apocalypse
- Time spent exploring the identity of a drunken hermit
- Whence bored with that, a damsel is noticed!
- Whole lot of desperate crap about humans needing humans
- Donald Sutherland is really creepy
- It’s been about an hour and a half, so let’s have him save her and end the movie
Zombie Description
Zombie Description
To begin with, they were well done. Nothing crap here. Quality. And innovative, in that the zombies have their human person onboard with them, watching their body do all this crazy horrible shit, and they’re unable to do anything except blurt out the same phrases over and over; phrases that you’d expect someone in that predicament to use. Zombies begging to be killed as they try to kill you, zombies yelling “Get away!” as they chase you, zombies screaming “Save me!” as they throw themselves off a 3rd floor balcony trying to land on you. Obviously, this means that we’re dealing with living infected zombies that have not had to die to come back. They covered the basics of transmission without anything new or interesting, but they really went overboard giving us Huge Eyes to watch as the first transformation. Red, bleeding eyes? Check. These zombies are fast and aggressive, able to climb nimbly, but without stimulation they’re prone to just standing around. They’re kinda herd-ish, but that may have been from the limited size of the set they worked within. When you only have a hallway, the zombies have to all run in the same direction. These were flesh eaters, but not brain focused. They appeared to be able to be killed by any means that kills a human, in other words, I expect these are still warm-blooded living beings running around highjacked by the virus, but they’re not super-people. They seemed to be a lot like really spun up meth addicts, to be honest.
Where the money went
Where the money went
Just as I’ve accused other movies of not using any money to accomplish anything, this movie probably came in under budget and with all the accounting forms turned in weeks before deadline. I’m not criticizing- it seems like they did a good job of making this movie. When they wanted ambiance, they made it. When they wanted beauty, they captured it. When they wanted fear, they generated it. That said though, there was nothing that really stood out. A couple of the specific zombies were superbly impressive but the herd zombies were less so. I’m gonna be an ass and just throw a joke out that the money went towards climbing lessons and insurance to cover the stunts, since the main method of transportation was jumping between floors like sugar gliders.
Best Weapon
Best Weapon
Nothing really innovative to report here. Most everything was done with a baseball bat, and then a shotgun got blammed around for a while. I think they hoped for cool points with the ice axe, but like I bitched in the notes, I think it’d actually be a really crappy weapon ‘cause it’d get stuck in a zombie pretty quick. Maybe the empty beer bottle that Aiden tagged the climbing suit zombie with?
Can I get a hand?
Can I get a hand?
There really wasn’t any resurrection or anything. Just people going ape shit, bleeding out of their eyes, and trying to kill you. I’m clawing my way back through what I remember and the focus on the zombies wasn’t one inclined towards this type of genre-inclusion. There were some good startles, but none hand-driven. Actually, wait a sec! I was just reading the watching notes and that female zombie that fell out of the bathroom ceiling? That shot of her walking and dragging her leg was almost like an homage shot to the genre. The Crazies, Resident Evil, there’s something just zombie scary about a broken body attempting to function as if everything was intact.
That was new!
That was new!
The zombies retaining their human consciousness as out of control onlookers witnessing the carnage their bodies are perpetuating. And then their growled pleas for help or warnings. It was seriously unnerving. Having someone screaming “Get away from me!” in panic as they try to claw their way into your kitchen past the fridge blockade is frightening. And I liked it. There was a scene reminiscent of The Happening when the zombies were leaping off balconies and hearing them scream “Save me!” as they plummeted… I raise a toast to whoever thought that up. The juxtaposition of aggression and pleas played though me like Hitchcock’s shower-murder strings. This is a small detail of addition that is not enough to make the movie better than it is, but it makes watching the movie more enjoyable. This idea deserves other takes on it. Oh! And the texts over the screen. I thought they were going to use that more, not just for that quick exchange. But in this age of movies about sending and receiving texts, I think they just nailed the best way to include gracefully.
Review Notes
Review Notes
I can’t stop coughing. That 3rd hit was both neither necessary and way too big. I feel like my lungs are Tommy Lee’s bass drum. I keep chugging water, and it helps for a second, but I’m sweating and convulsing…
Ok. That’s cool. Moving on.
Nudity and drug abuse! Yes!
Opening shot… Aiden is on day 42 (a sign, my brothers and sisters!)
He’s apologizing into the camera- he tried.
Green lights everywhere and a noose front and center. I find it ironic that he’s about to asphyxiate himself and I can’t stop coughing.
He’s sad. But we don’t see him actually do anything.
Looks like we’re flashing back… to him naked in bed with a trout-woman.
His tattoos… That chest eagle is synonymous with “Wants to be a male model”
Trout woman wanders off… it’s about 1. We don’t know am or pm.
He’s got half a joint and a decent ass.
Jesus, his tattoos are all out of the same flash book.
Nice apartment though.
Whoah. Bad sounds.
And EVERYTHING starts happening at once. I love the breaking glass across the way, the helicopter CGI could be better, and it’s not mandatory that you have a helicopter careening out of control and into a building. If you don’t need to put it in, why put in a less than perfect version? I hope this isn’t the tone of the movie.
He’s out on his balcony, people are panicking, a little girl needs help, he’s not very convincing in his “I’m going to be a hero while taking this all in”. I feel like the direction he was given was “Pretend you’re way over-caffeinated and covered in rats. Which you’re phobic of!” and then he ran out onto the balcony, forgot his lines, and began repeating “Oh Jesus” and falling over stuff. It’s all the right reactions, just his face, eyes, vocal tone… He’s telescoping that he’s acting.
That little girl that needed help? Just attacked someone? I think? So can these zombies talk and scheme? It’s a RUSE, you big idiot.
That’s usually the way I make an entrance, too. THAT was realistic.
Guess we leave our doors unlocked.
Huge eyes. Huge eyes. That guy has huge eyes.
Dude looks like Corey Haim. Not huge eyes. Who is bleeding.
The news is talking about virus/eye bleeding/cannibalism… the reporter must be sedated.
Looks like huge eyes is fucked. His eyes are huge.
Corey Haim has a knife!
Huge eyes is changing…the eye bleeding is good.
Corey got his place to himself again.
A good killing through the peephole.
And much better acting. He does pathetic much better than shocked.
And his choice of what looks like expensive hard stuff to drown it out with? I approve.
Strange production effect- the texts between him and his father are simply overlaid on the screen as if we’re watching this through a teleprompter. Which, I’ve never actually used or probably ever seen in person, so take this with a grain of salt and think “Hollywood Teleprompter”. But a good way to integrate texting into a movie. Innovative.
He’s getting all his texts from his parents at once. Looks like they’re out of the picture. Last thing his father tells him is Stay Alive. So, Alive *is* a part of this movie. I was right. As always.
Flashing back to watching baseball with his father. I love baseball.
He has a bong on his table.
About a week in and he’s decided to remodel. Mattress goes here- (FLOP) refrigerator goes here –(Shove)
Now he’s creating a vlog. There’s all sorts of bad sounds outside. People still running around and dying.
He should have practiced his vlog script better.
3 weeks in, something about reptilian brain involuntary motions from the lady on the tv. I think that she’s explaining that the people’s consciousness are trapped in their bodies, watching yet with no control, while their bodies run amok doing horrible things. Amok. Koma. Amok. Amok.
Another vlog attempt. The 16th. He’s running out of everything. And Angry about it.
He’s watching the news in hope of seeing his family. Not sure that’d be a good thing under the circumstances.
And he’s explaining that he’s getting cabin fever, which results in rocking out with a guitar and fantasizing about being The Babe.
And he’s seeing shit. And hearing a dog. See, that’s where I’d get myself into trouble. I’d try to help a dog. Not a cat though. They’re witches and probably would have something to do with the FUCK.
A guy just fell through the ceiling?? WTF?
No, it’s a female zombie. We have a great shot of her from behind as she traverses the hall. She’s dragging a foot. He’s hiding behind a surfboard.
The zombie noises are frightening.
She zombie… takes a bat to the side of the head. She’s down. Is she dead?
She fell through the air vent. The trusty surfboard will solve that.
Dude looks less like whatshisname with the beard. What did he do with the female’s body.
More talking into the video log. He’s lost water but still has power.
Introspective discussion of being a coward. Well done. Not the cowardice, but the acting.
His phone somehow has battery life after how long?
He’s got a message from his mom. His sister is at their cabin? He gets to listen to the voicemail of his family getting slaughtered. That’s gotta suck. But at least he knows now. Mixed blessings? He doesn’t seem to think so. Crying. Falling on the floor. Crawling. Nesting.
I think he’s at his had enough moment. Looks deranged while flipping off… his wall. Is that his surfboard? What about the air vent?
He’s got his baseball bat… and courage. Stepping out into the hall. There’s a woman repeating “Please. Stop”.
Huge eyes is crawling around on the floor looking fucked up repeating “I’m ok”.
And then Aiden gets jumped. Pretty sure I hear the zombies talking.
Hallway gymnastics. Stairwell fleeing.
Ok, yeah, just got me there. I jumped. Damn. Shivers. Nice.
This guy should have been a running back. He can Neo his way down a zombie filled smaller-than-code hallway like he was born to do it.
He made it back to his apartment…
That’s fucked. He’s on one side of his locked door, and in the hallway, a torn up bloody guy is looking back at him through the peephole repeating “Come HERE!” in a really menacing way. Like, it’s pretty obvious that you should play this like opposites day.
Zombies demanding shit is scary.
This guy trying to be Dinero in Taxi Driver…
All the lights are out in the city. On the baaaayyyyy…..
Flashing back to a sunny memory, is that trout lady? The butt and face don’t match. And I know what I said and I’ll explain and defend it to the death if necessary.
Waking up to classical music and bad sounds outside.
We’re a third of the way in and he’s looking at his “Stay Alive” post it note again.
Beautifully shot scene, but I’m getting tired of his angst. I got it. He got it. Where’s this woman that the movie is supposed to kinda be about?
He’s ripped down all the newspaper that he’d covered his windows with like a crack addict. This could be his rebirth?
Back babbling into the laptop. Day 42. And I think we’re about to catch up to the beginning of the movie as he began the hanging himself process. Did they literally decide they would introduce the female lead EXACTLY 1/3 into the film?
What exactly is he trying to hang himself with? Looks like a macgyvered contraption including a poodle collar and a PlayStation power cord.
He starts to go for it, pushes his teeter… and then notices some hot blonde that looks like she’s handled the past 42 days way better than this guy. She looks like it’s not affecting her at all, he looks like Zak Galyfichnis after a 4-day Steel Reserve bender.
Of course, he starts to hang, then the whole thing falls to shit and he’s ok. Saved by divine intervention.
He’s being a peeping tom, I don’t think he blinked once.
She looks like a young Madonna.
He’s vlogging about it.
“I’m almost certain that she’s real, though.”
He trims his beard. He’s committed.
And out of juice. So hopefully we can drop that plot contrivance.
He’s out on his balcony again, he can still see survivors becoming not-survivors.
Oh shit! They see each other! And he’s so nerd he’s already written flashcards.
Lotta waving at each other.
Her name is Eva. Aiden and Eva. Nah, that’s not supposed to be reminiscent of anything. And Eva? That’s just the way a child pronounces “Evil”. They say truth comes from the mouth of babes. They also say drunks speak the truth. Imagine how honest a drunk baby must be?
I think that huge sharpie chisel tip is the real hero.
Oh! She just called him on pre-writing all the notes! I judged him for that too!
Oh shit… Aiden got moves. Literary moves. And they the best kind.
She’s out of water and he’s saying he’s got a shitload of bottled water. Jokes! We have fun!
Evidently something happens in Eva’s world that causes her to need to shut the curtains. Pretty strange.
Aiden is eating toothpaste and playing with his balls.
Showering naked on the balcony with his butt again.
Why is he the only survivor out on a balcony trying to collect water? And why is he shaving right above the pots of water he’s collecting?
Hey, they can go out on the balcony now.
Zombies still running around down below. Pretty good, too.
Oh, Jesus. She played D on men’s lacrosse, I think. That stick is a zombie killer.
Ziplines a bottle of water over. Ok, I was afraid he was lying about the water to lure her. He lied about how much food he has. Or he likes eating toothpaste.
Whoops! A suited zombie has noticed her! Climbs like a motherfucker, too! And keeps grunt-yelling “Stop it!”. Pretty good. I like it.
Good throw! Was that simply an empty bottle?
Fuck. Climbing zombie looks good. This is tight.
It seems like each zombie sort of has a phrase stuck in their head that the keep aggressively yelling out. There’s someone in Aiden’s hall beating the shit out of his door screaming “Keep quiet!”. It’s a freaky way of adding sound that’s not just abrasive screaming.
Zombie on the balcony trying to head-butt his way in… One broken window and bat spasm-attack (No, nothing Adam West related) and that’s Aiden 1, zombies 0.
Without the beard, he looks like Corey whathisname again.
He’s talking to himself in the mirror.
Back out into the hallways. The camera does a good job creating claustrophobia.
These are sound zombies! He was able to play dead and they ran by him!
Locked himself in someone else’s apartment, the zombies outside are screaming “Go Away!” and “Help me!”. It’s disturbing.
This apartment got red all over it.
Looks like a corpse on the bed. Nice. Aiden throws something random at her, no response. I like his thinking.
I think he’s in Huge Eye’s apartment.
He’s being picky about the food? Like, checking expiration dates? Did you check the expiration date of your toothpaste?
“Of course… he’s a rock-climber.” Yeah. That’s the first thing I thought of when I saw those goldfish eyes.
Lotta nice looking gear…
An ice-axe… Looks like it’d be a great weapon but I think it’d get stuck in the first person you thwacked. I think you’d have to drop it pretty quick. As if it were hot.
Just got jumped by another zombie- no idea where he came from. His catchphrase (blurted out over and over while attacking Aiden) is “Don’t touch me!” Freaky. I like.
Beats him down with… an Eiffel tower model?
That was fucking cold. The girl on the bed who he’d pelted with that thing woke up while he’s brawling with zombie huge eyes, and she starts pleading “help me” at him. I think she’s still human. His response? “You gotta be kidding me.” and sinks the climbing axe into her spine. Cold, dude. Cold.
Back out in the hallway- cripey, it’s filled with them standing around muttering.
Aiden jukes another Neo around and under the last zombie in his way- who the camera gives a close-up to for a second. As good a zombie as I’ve ever seen, I believe.
Aiden made it back into his own apartment and grabs at his nipples.
2-way radios make him cry.
And suddenly he’s climbing down his balcony. Is he going to give her a radio and then go back to his place? What about they little rope bridge thingy?
“You’re a fucking ninja”
Not the most graceful landing…
A zombie horde is on the move! Aiden runs, and jumps, and hides!
Yeah, that’s a pretty good zombie. Great movement.
A bit too much parkour if you ask me.
I think he threw one of the radios up onto her balcony? While he was down on the ground? After demonstrating that he could throw a baseball over easily about 5 minutes earlier?
Uhh… I am really starting to doubt that Eva actually exists.
She wants to talk about anything other than the zombie world.
So they’re making small talk and quickly discussing love and relationships.
“I was in love once. In the fifth grade. To Jenny Caldwell. She was adorable and she held my hand. Then I cried. And I threw up.”
Sounds like Eddie Vedder in the background. I’m sorry.
They’re gonna talk again soon. And he’s all happy.
So, now he’s going into the same air vent that that earlier zombie fell out of. This is a horrible idea.
Ok, that was a good startle…
Jumping down into a random bathroom.
A grand reveal reveals a bloody empty tub. That’s gotta mean something.
It’s a really nice, modern apartment.
He finds the kitchen, the door is blocked from the inside. Does he not realize what this means?
Yay! So much food!
“Twinkies!” Is this a nod to Zombieland?
Eva is pissed at him for taking this risk. She drops a clue! She knows he’s out of food. She’s gotta be imagination.
Eva wants to come over, he wants to go over, they’re fighting. It’s like a Portland nice-off.
And the door being blocked comes into play!! She is his smart brain. She’s the voice of “Staying alive”. This is a bit corny if I’m right. But I like that I’m not sure.
He’s finally going to do a real sweep of the apartment.
DONALD! Fuck, I forgot he was in this movie! Damn, he’s old. Got some sort of makeshift spear thing there too.
Ok, that’s the sketchiest answer ever given to the question “Are you alone?”
Donald doesn’t want the curtains open.
Something is creepy here. I don’t trust Donald at all. I fucking love it. One character might not exist, the other is scaring the shit out of me. Donald has served snacks. And is asking a lot of creepy questions.
They’re discussing morality. And that the zombies have living consciousness within them. And now they’re arguing about cancer.
Donald, you’re fucking creepy!
This conversation is more than dialogue. It’s menacing. I’m not sure if Donald is giving me hope or causing me fear.
Now we’re discussing loss and relationships. Does Donald have his wife chained up somewhere and he wants to feed her? The sadness he’s bringing has an angry fear to it. He knows more than he’s letting on.
Now Donald is offering alcohol. I wouldn’t get drunk with this old man. Nope. Well, I guess we’re not waiting for the drinking to lead to unconsciousness. Donald just Mickey Mantle’d Aiden with his own bat.
Aiden wakes up in a room with a zombie tied to the bed pleading “Kill me” yet reaching for Aiden over and over.
Donald is trying to justify his need to feed his zombie wife.
His offer, distilled of pleasantries, boils down to- I’ll give you as many pain pills as you want, then I’m going to feed you to her.
She’s a pretty convincing zombie.
Donald fed his dogs to his wife? WTF? That’s not ok. So not ok.
“Anyone who survives this will have to be forgiven unforgivable things.”
A whirlwind of whirls and Donald ends up his wife’s snack… Aiden goes Neo yet again.
Eva on the radio- the zombies are in her house! (ahem. Apartment)
Aiden takes to the hallways again!
He’s leaping from balcony to balcony! He’s throwing sheet ropes! He’s falling off of stuff!
The ground is hard! But there’s a shotgun! The “Go away!” zombie is approaching!
Nice! The shotgun blast looked like a shotgun blast!
Which summons the entire apartment complex of zombies.
They’re diving for him off the balconies while screaming things like “Save me!” Creepy.
I’m just noticing the amount of cacti in the landscaping. Thems gonna be some hard landings. I love cacti. It’s one of the best things about the high desert. It’s amazing where you can find life, and how beautiful it can be forced to be by elements trying to kill it. Kind of like high school, to a degree.
Fuck! Our man is getting swarmed! Zombies still on point!
Climbing up Eva’s sheet rope! Maybe she’s not imaginary…
Cut away that extra zombie…
Convince her to climb down. Convince her. If she takes convincing to avoid becoming a Darwin statistic, I’m not sure she’s worth saving. Even if she DOES exist. Which I always knew she did.
Well, they meet and she’s straddling him. Could be worse.
Now they’re hugging.
And out in the hallways, and up in the stairs, and once again, a zombie begging them “Kill me!” as it lies helpless on the floor. So, they don’t.
Into the hallways… and shit, this turns into Old Boy. I mean, move down hallway, club enemies to death, move down hallway, club enemies to death.
She gets in but he doesn’t!
He gets in! But is he hurt?
He runs out to the balcony, he’s getting ready to jump.
Oh, no, please don’t! I must! I can’t do this without you! You must!
He strips off his shirt in preparation for jumping? Is the eagle gonna help him fly?
But wait. False alarm, everyone! He HASN’T been bit. He was going to kill himself on the assumption that some red on his T-shirt meant he was going to die. This guy thinks shit through.
They have the feels for each other! Out on the balcony, they admit they have the feels for each other!
But there’s a zombie at the door!
And… Aiden runs… in slow motion? I mean, yeah, he’s lithe and all, but why the slow motion?
The two of them block the door, they can both do this together…
A tender caress between the two and the movie ends.
Like, that. He got the girl, they’re still in deep shit, but fade out and CUT. Movie is over.
————End Transmission——————–
Introduction
Introduction
Thoughts going into it? I just opened a new gram of shatter, and the plastic square sheet folded up to contain the shatter- it must have gotten too warm with weight on it, so now the whole thing is like a wad of bubblegum that tastes like piney heaven.
I was pissed off ‘cause it was sticking to everything and when I tried to pull a shard, I got 2/3 of the gram. That’s a little much for this early in the process, I haven’t had enough coffee, so that amount might just make this naptime.
So I fought with it, trying to unstick the stuck against the sticky without getting the sticker stuck. And then I almost dropped the entire literal ball of wax on my dog. I caught it at the last instant.
Or rather, I intercepted it in the air with my hand and it stuck to my hand. But that’s better than the dog’s butt.
So now, long story short, it’s in the freezer and I’m gonna deal with it later. I got about a quarter of it hanging off my spoon, so in a minute I’m going to get my satisfaction, Suh. We’re watching Alone tonight. I thought it was the same name as Alive, which is cannibalistically wonderful in it’s own European way. And then I figured the two words were different.
But I still feel like I’ve seen a movie called “Alone” before. Did I read somewhere that Mcully Mculkin is finally healthy again? As healthy as required to strut a catwalk, evidently. Heroin Chic, they used to call it. I guess maybe he really was a junkie.
I just dropped the mouse and then hit my head on the underside of the table while retrieving it. Fuck this babbling, I need to get good and focused and start the movie. Let’s see. Alone. “During a global pandemic, a man must battle swarming hordes of the undead to rescue a female neighbor. This zombie horror tale stars Tyler Posey, Summer Spiro, and Donald Sutherland.”
So right here, off the bat, I’m excited. Donald Sutherland is a good, legitimate actor. I’ve liked him in damn near everything I’ve seen him in, and he “makes” the movie in a couple as well. I can’t remember any. I keep thinking about 3 Days of the Condor, which is fucking awesome, but I don’t think it’s got Donald Sutherland in it.
My head hurts and I feel stupid. We got a global pandemic- funny, lot of that going around lately. Almost like a whole bunch of people looked around, got “inspired” by current events, and then decided to extrapolate them back into a genre that already defined public expectation of those very words. Global Pandemic. I think that’s even redundant. I believe, by definition, a pandemic IS global.
But I’m not going to take the time to look it up because I have a 4-star Amazon Prime rated wild card sitting here in front of me. I have no idea who Tyler Posey is; possibly a relation to Parker? I think she’s cute? That’s not me saying my opinion of her, that’s me saying I think I might think that that person who I think is Parker Posey is an attractive woman.
But I might be thinking of the wrong person. That’s the problem with names. Probably why dogs go by smell.
Summer Spiro sounds like the name of a video game character aimed at little children. The thing we need to focus in on here is the scale and scope of the movie. It’s a world story, a pandemic; but it’s a small and intimate tale of a dude trying to do what dudes generally do. Try to impress girls.
So this guy is going to try to rescue his female neighbor. See, they’re adding tension right there. He’s a guy, she’s a female, it’s defined and preset and unless we’re breaking convention for the sake of doing so, this is pretty much the same story since a knight stood up to a dragon.
Got a mortal fighting against the impossible in a quest for smooches. But here’s why I like it. It’s believable. It’s relatable. If the world was in a zombie pandemic, you think *I’m* going to be looking for a cure? I wouldn’t know the first place to start, nor am I that altruistic. As the reality currently sits, I’d be arming up and going to save my wife. Were she not in my life, then, yeah. I’m gonna try to use any opportunity possible to get the girl.
What else is life about, especially in a pandemic? We give a shit about our careers at the moment? Nope. We’re in flux. The whole world is. But hormones are still hormones, and pheromones are still pheromones. A Zombie Apocalypse is just going to increase the hedonistic “Let’s get it on…” urge.
Or maybe I’m crazy. Would you spend your last on earth trying for afternoon delights, or would you be travelling across the country in search of a cure for humanity? I don’t even like people. People piss me off and scare me and don’t make sense and lie. Dogs are good. This coffee is good.
I have hopes that this movie is going to be good. Not gonna lie, I’m pretty stoked for Sutherland, and I’m curious as to what extent he’s utilized. The still frame that Amazon is showing is a good-looking young dude with huge trapezoids? Those upper shoulder to neck muscles? From the looks of his, steroids are steroids, too.
But something about his face or eyes; maybe his expression- it reminds me of my little brother. So I’m already rooting for this guy to get the girl. If only for the irony. I’m gonna heat up the rig, pray for no dab sweats, and get this puppy rolling.