Thursday, August 11, 2016

Binge Watching the Walking Dead By C.H Armstrong

Binge Watching the Walking Dead
By: C.H Armstrong, Author of The Edge of Nowhere

I’m so excited. We’re less than two months away from the Season 7 premier of The Walking Dead. I. CAN’T. WAIT!

I don’t have a lot of time for television, so most of my TV-watching comes in binge sessions through Netflix and online streaming from my local cable provider. But when I do find something I like, I become totally immersed and can’t stop watching until I’m finally caught up. Such is the case with The Walking Dead. I think I didn’t start watching until after the conclusion of the third season. To be honest, a zombie apocalypse wasn’t something I ever thought would appeal to me, but then Rick Grimes, Michonne, Daryl, Carol, Maggie and Glenn entered onto the scene and I was totally hooked. I rolled through three seasons in about a week and a half, and everything around me reflected my obsession.

Now, here’s a word of caution about binge-watching The Walking Dead: It can totally get into your head until you have a warped sense of reality. This is, sadly, the truth. As I was driving around town in mid-binge, every person walking on the sidewalks around me represented walkers. I imagined them as walkers, and actively wondered how I’d survive a real zombie apocalypse. This sparked some rather interesting conversations with my 11 year-old son who still finds it more than a little amusing that his stodgy old mother has a total game plan for said zombie apocalypse. We’ve brainstormed on weaponry, food, shelter, etc. With tears of laughter streaming down his face, he got great joy out of telling his dad, “Mom says she’d get a Samarai sword to fight off the zombies!” To add insult to injury, I just had to tell him that I’d also dislocate the jaws of two zombies, chop off their arms, (so they could neither eat me, nor grab me) and lead them around with a rope as camouflage for my undead self. Sadly, my family refuses to let me live this down; and it frequently creeps up in conversation, much to my dismay. But what can I say? Who can resist wanting to be like a seriously badass woman like Michonne who refuses to be a victim?

I totally can’t wait for the Season 7 Premier on October 9th to see what happens to my zombie-slaying pals. Will Negan rein victorious? Or will my team find a way to pull out of this disaster as they have ever other to date? In the meantime, I guess I’ll have to satisfy my withdrawal by binge watching the first two seasons of Fear the Walking Dead. I did, after all, DVR it for just this type of emergency situation.