So here we digress into the banal world of soap-opera opinionation and TV-show rants!
The Walking Dead. If you came here through a Google search I’m sure you’ve seen it. It’s quite good in many respects – it offers a lot of fictional dimensionality that, well, let’s face it – the vast, vast majority of zombie fiction lacks (why does everyone assume zombie fiction is a garbage dump for all sorts of stupid plotlines and really shitty writing?). As a zombie freak I must admit – I watch it whenever I can, and despite what I’m about to say I do quite like the show. I almost decided to buy the Special Edition on DVD, but Season 2 made me a bit ambivalent about that – Season 1 was great, but for me the character writing in Season 2 took a bit of a dive (in some episodes why are the women written like bimbos who insist on abdicating responsibility for their actions and blaming the men?).
But enough preamble….let’s get to the point. I won’t be a purist and talk about the disappointing lack of realistic effects in The Walking Dead – I mean the complete lack of recoil on the toy weapons and the lousy editing with regard to so many of the walker deaths – I mean, Sophia (Madison Lintz) doesn’t even get pushed back by the bullet that kills her at the end of Season 2?1 The real point here happens to be the character I hate the most in The Walking Dead – and that, my friends, is Lori Grimes. Oh, you demand reasons why I think she should be punched in the face repeatedly until she’s crying like a little girl and then thrown to the walkers? Well, here they are:
- As the self-professed Princess of the Zombie Apocalypse – and like every other stupid “concerned parent” I’ve seen in real life – she seems to think she has every right to treat Shane like shit and push him away when she finds out her husband is alive…more or less for the sake of her whiny kid, who’s picking up all the bitchiness from his mama. Ohohoh, but that doesn’t stop her from yelling at Shane when he isn’t the surrogate father to Carl that she happens to want him to be…well, whenever she feels like it. Example: when Carl finds those tools and knives in one of the cars at the beginning of Season 2 (I’m paraphrasing because I can’t be bothered to quote verbatim dialogue for something so inane):
Carl: “hey, mom, look what I found…can I keep one?”
Lori: “what, are you CRAZY?”
Carl (to Shane): can I keep one?
Shane: “you go and take those to your father NOW!”
Lori: “what’s your problem? What you said to Carl devastated him!”
Never mind his mother just screamed at him that he’s crazy…
- Same episode: they arrive at the highway with cars filled with all sorts of potentially essential supplies; T-Dog suggests they siphon gas and the group goes about collecting supplies; Lori’s oh-so-intelligent comment? “This is a graveyard…I don’t know how I feel about this.” HEY EVERYONE…let’s all STOP being practical because the Princess doesn’t know how she feels….
And while I do understand her rationale thinking Rick was dead in her, umm, extracurricular activities with Shane, really…to be in such denial by the end of Season 2 that the child could be his instead of Rick’s? Stupid cow, have you learned nothing? She needs a good slap upside the head to remind her that the world she knew was gone. Period. Please, god, let her be the redshirt2 in the next season…
Ahh….talking about completely irrelevant bullshit can indeed be liberating!
- And with all that experience you’d think the group can get a few more headshots and not aim for the shoulders so often? Oops…guess I am a bit of a purist…sorry. ↩
- Really? Do I have to explain this reference? Watch the oldschool Star Trek and you’ll see what I mean: the redshirt is the security person whose only purpose is to die. ↩