Well guys, it’s Monday. We’ve had some time to process what happened on The Walking Dead last night. If you haven’t seen the episode…stop reading this and go watch it. Seriously. Because I need to figure this episode out, and I’m going to figure it out by spoiling it.
Have you watched it?
My mother is not wild about zombies – she also wouldn’t be much good in the zombie apocalypse, because her reaction to a zombie is to start laughing at it – but she does occasionally like to see what all the fuss is about. She’s watched a few episodes with me, but it’s been a long time since she actually sat down for the entire hour.
That all changed tonight, when I badgered her into watching the season four premiere of The Walking Dead with me. I’m just sorry I didn’t get her to watch much of it last season, as I think she would have gotten a kick out of the Governor and his decorating efforts.
Below are her thoughts. Also…spoilers if you haven’t watched it yet!
Continuing on with the WD in 30 days meme…
Favorite female character? Why?
Oh, dear. I’ve complained about this show’s handling of female characters quite often. Not that I don’t love it/them dearly, but it seems the ladies frequently get the short end of the stick when it comes to characterization.
Most of them aren’t clearly defined enough for me to pick out a solid favorite. I can discuss qualities I like in each of them (even Lori…sometimes), but I don’t really have a go-to girl in the cast yet. I do like what I see in Maggie and Carol, and yes, Michonne’s badassery is the stuff of legend…but I need to see a little more of Michonne as opposed to just the badass to really start to enjoy her. Happily it looks like she’s headed that way.
I do hold something of a grudge against Maggie for her actions in the second season. She was mad at Glenn about something (was it telling people about the barn? I honestly don’t remember) and she retaliated by…smashing an egg on his head.
Seriously? You’re in the middle of the zombie apocalypse and you get ticked off at your boyfriend so you pull that? I lost some respect for her that day.
There’s a Walking Dead 30-Day Challenge on Tumblr, and I figured…why not?
Day 1: Favorite male character? Why?
Overall, my favorite is probably Daryl Dixon for the usual reasons. He’s a badass, he’s capable, and he’s the only one who consistently seems to have his head screwed on pretty straight (or at least he’s good at pretending he does). I could go into all the details about what a great character arc he’s had, developing from Merle’s mouthy little brother into a real leader, and how his growing relationships with Carol, Rick, and yes, Merle, have been some of the most entertaining to watch…but yeah. Daryl.
I’m also wild about Glen. He and Daryl could have their own spinoff where they hunt for things and learn about other cultures or something.
For sheer entertainment value, though, The Governor wins, hands-town. Zombie heads in an aquarium? Hanging out with his undead daughter? Making cryptic notes about God knows what? Oh, he’s batshit crazy and I love him for it.
Also, “On Broadway.”
It’s the last day of 2011, and I’m celebrating by watching the Walking Dead marathon on AMC. Mom is seated across from me, muttering her discontent about the local paper, clearly not yet aware that yes, I’m watching that darn zombie show again.
The Zombies Goodreads group hosts an ongoing WD conversation, and Shane has popped up quite often. I’m just gonna say it here…I hope the show doesn’t decide that “Shane was always an asshat and left Rick for dead and knew it.” I feel that would be the mother of all cop-outs. I find him far more interesting as a character because he seems to be the basically OK guy (not someone I’d necessarily want to be BFFs with, but basically OK) on a downward spiral — making him a closeted jerk just takes all the dimension out of his character.
But that’s just me.
Today’s projects: Punching out an outline, putting together pitches for a local magazine, and revising (yet again) the first chapter of GNW2, which really needs to get its crap together and just do its thing.
Finally caved in to parental requests and called my regular doctor yesterday. She’s been handling my sinus issues the best she can — last time I saw her, the Zyrtec was doing its job — but I haven’t really slept much the last few days, and I don’t want to shove pepper spray up my nose permanently. She gave me the name of a local ENT and prescribed a generic Flonase to help me out, which I promptly picked up last night. It takes a few days to kick in to full power, but it’s already a hell of a lot better – I don’t feel like I have a huge brick in my head.
I’m working on some New Year’s Resolutions, so hopefully those will go up later this afternoon.
Had a freaking phenomenal dream the other night: Colin Farrell, upon hearing that my town had a vampire/zombie problem (not sure if it was vampires and zombies or a vampire-zombie hybrid), came to help me and Daryl Dixon clean up the mess. Merle Dixon was a truck driver, and my friend Ry co-starred as the local badass.
It was the best dream ever.