Written by Mel Brooks' son. Hopefully there will be a movie version. On one hand, this is genius. It takes George Romero's living dead to their logical conclusion: an epidemic of zombies would certainly take over the world, until the world made dire changes in order to fight back. On the other hand, there is a lot of it, and in the end it gets tiring. It does drive the point home very well... i sincerely hope we never have to go through a zombie crisis in our world.
Quotes:
It goes by many names: “The Crisis,” “The Dark Years,” “The Walking Plague,” as well as newer and more “hip” titles such as “World War Z” or “Z War One.” I personally dislike this last moniker as it implies an inevitable “Z War Two.” For me, it will always be “The Zombie War,” and while many may protest the scientific accuracy of the word zombie, they will be hard-pressed to discover a more globally accepted term for the creatures that almost caused our extinction.
I saw them: ten or fifteen, silhouetted against the fires of the burning shanties. I couldn’t see their faces, but I could hear them moaning. They were slouching steadily toward me with their arms raised.
The sky was red that day. All the smoke, the crap that’d been filling the air all summer. It put everything in an amber red light, like looking at the world through hell-colored glasses.
Rainbow Fist: South Africa at War.
Lies are neither bad nor good. Like a fire they can either keep you warm or burn you to death, depending on how they’re used.
Two hundred million zombies. Who can even visualize that type of number, let alone combat it?
We lost a hell of a lot more than just people when we abandoned them to the dead. That’s all I’m going to say.
You wanna know who lost World War Z? Whales.
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