I’m rapidly running out of different ways to say “hello” aren’t I? 🙂
This week I ave mostly bin watchin Dead Set (apologies to the Fast Show) For those of you outside the UK, it’s a nightly zombie horror series on TV. The twist is that your usual list of ragtag survivors are people trapped in the Big Brother house.
There’s some dark humour in there (not surprising given the writer – who’s a true wit IMO) and for television, it doesn’t pull any punches. We Brits do like our dramas dark don’t we? It seems that American programmes (and not to knock them) are on the whole – like the Californian weather – bright, cheerful, etc. British programming, other than comedy obviously… no, wait: that can be pretty dark too… is like our climate: changeable, moody, etc. It might be sunny now, but the black storm clouds are gathering. Are we Brits a depressing bunch? I know one of our racial stereotypes is for complaining, but most of the people I know are fairly upbeat, happy-go-lucky souls.
But I digress (as ever – Ed.) on what I was going to talk about. Have you had one of those conversations with your mates (no, not *that* one) over what you’d do if there was a zombie outbreak? The rise of the zombie game / film / TV series is interesting in itself. Why zombies again? Because they’re unstoppable? Because you could be turned? Because they’re cheap special effects? Answers on a postcard to the usual address. 🙂
Take care and… don’t have nightmares 🙂
[ Lyric: Thriller by (of course) Michael Jackson ]