The Crazies made it to the dollar theater here in town. So that meant a double feature for John and I because we also watched Inglourious Basterds
which had been in our Netflix "box to watch" for a while. What are lazy Sunday afternoons for anyway? Oh, yeah, grocery shopping, which we did as soon as we finished watching The Crazies. What's better than heading to your local Wal-mart on a Sunday afternoon after watching a zombie movie? The parallels abound... it doesn't matter if you take it in the "rampant consumerism" or the "ignorant masses" interpretation, you can pretty much compare and contrast to your heart and mind's content at Wal-mart.
Let me start with The Crazies since I have already started talking about Wal-mart, I mean zombies. I was worried at the beginning of the movie that the actress that plays Bullock's wife was going to ruin the whole thing. (I mean, of course Timothy Olyphant's character's wife.) She sucked. It was broadcasted as plain as day on her face the moment anything was about to happen. Luckily the movie wasn't really dependent on her acting skills, or any one's for that matter. I definitely enjoyed the movie, but does anyone go to a zombie film expecting Oscar greatness?
Let me enumerate the reasons why I liked this movie: zombies, Bullock (I mean Timothy Olyphant), lots of shooting of guns, gore, nuclear weapons, political conspiracy, and biological weapons. Oh, and two tall drinks of water clad in good fitting blue jeans didn't hurt. (No offense intended to my own tall drink of water, John, but I have to let the lady readers know these things.)
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