the walking dead - wildfire (1.5)
there's a long running conversation between my zombie loving loved ones and i. should one of us turn into a zombie, they have permission to kill us. in fact, its an order. we discuss this flippantly because although we are all paranoid enough to believe that someday there will be a zombie plague, really, what are the chances we're going to live to see it? two times in the past 6 months i've been presented with evidence that it wouldn't be quite so easy. a particular death scene in feed by mira grant and the scene above from tonight's episode of the walking dead.
andrea's grief is palpable. she knows what she needs to do. she does. and could she have made it easier on herself? yes. but she needed her sister to hear that she was sorry and that she loved her, regardless of whether or not amy could understand.
glenn understands the importance of burying your dead and insisted upon it. carol goes to town on her dead, abusive husband's body. shane continues to seem dangerous. daryl continues to be a loose cannon. jim reveals that he was bit and rick decides they can't just condemn him. he wants to go to the cdc because he's certain that they should be able to help. and so the majority of the group journeys back to atlanta, despite serious reservations, where they are "saved" by a doctor on the verge of a nervous breakdown played by noah emmerich.
as much as i love this show, and i really do, i have to admit that its uneven. the writing can be so clunky and the dialogue so bad in parts that i have to cling tight to scenes like the one with andrea sitting watch over her not-yet-reanimated sister. the departures from the comic books, while understandable, are disconcerting. and i'm just not sure about how this is all going to turn out.
but i really can't wait to find out.