After enduring years of dropped jaws and quick intakes of breath (including one incident where an overenthusiastic Hollywood Video employee practically tackled me), I’ve finally knocked one movie off the endless list of things I should have seen (apparently) shortly after birth … last night, Daniel, Paul, Sara and I ended the evening by eating pizza and watching “Dawn of the Dead.”
It was long. REALLY long. Somewhat gory. Somewhat suspenseful. Not at all scary. Funny at times.
I didn’t actively dislike it, but will I volunteer to watch it again anytime soon? Magic 8 ball says: “All signs point to no.”
Personally I liked the original version of Dawn of the Dead better but it was ok for a remake. I am looking forward to seeing The Grudge, hopefully it will be a scarier one.