It's only five days until The Walking Dead returns to AMC and we get all the answers. Okay, not all of them, but at least we're not on that darn farm so we won't have to listen to Lori screaming about Carl not being in the house anymore. There will be much more dire things for her to scream about before this season is over. Hopefully.
I've found myself torn between loving and hating this series ever since the first episode. I love the gory, gross, blood-soaked zombie vibe. They're creepy and they make me look over my shoulder and imagine things lurking in dark corners. Basically, they're perfect.
On the other hand, the living people have a tendency to act like idiots. It seems implausible that people so foolish would live so long. I know, I know, zombies are implausible, but you get what I'm talking about. Who would wander aimlessly during the zombie apocalypse? Who wouldn't keep track of their kids? These guys, that's who.
Yet, I still love this show and can't wait for it to come back. I know where they're going next and I know what they're in for and it promises to be much more exciting than last year's endless time at the farm. Not all of you have read the comics, so I won't spoil anything, but there's going to be a lot more action unless they've veered drastically away from the original story.
The other day someone suggested that I'm only critical of things because it's my job. I write reviews and I'm supposed to point out the problems so they jump out at me from the screen. I thought about this a bit and I don't think that's true. I've always watched things with a critical eye and this show is no different. The stupid human moves drive me nuts despite the fact that I adore the overall premise and, ultimately, love the show.
I don't know how closely the story we see this season will run with the story in the comics, but I hope it's close. If it is, then what happens next will be fantastic. Still, nothing is certain and I don't know if it'll be full of surprises or if I'll see them all coming. I do know that I'm excited to see what season three holds for our somewhat stupid survivors and I can't wait to see who lives and who dies.
But, someone, please, put a leash on Carl and tie him to a post or something because I cannot take the constant freak-outs over where the heck he's wandered off to for another whole season.