I'm initially not a fan of horror movies. Things changed, however when I began watching ‘The Walking Dead'. I was hooked to the adrenalin rush! But let me make it clear – I don’t like slasher films – with the exception of my favorite TV series, Dexter. ( Who can resist that primal need for vengeance?)
I classify slasher films as those that have their characters die, one after another, dropping out of the movie like flies. Senseless deaths, even more absurd serial killer motives and blood – buckets and buckets of it. Slasher films often try to pass themselves off as horror movies when all they really do is try to creep viewers out with badly executed storylines.
This was what I expected, when I saw World War Z. I half expected to find a half familiar story – Resident Evil meets Walking Dead meets Night / Dawn of the Living Dead meets 28 Days. I was pleasantly wrong however and I soon found myself gripping the edges of my seat, empathizing with movie characters and squealing like a little girl.