I love me some 'b' rated zombie movies. LOVE them. I had a good friend a few yesrs ago whose boyfriend was a huge zombie freak. He ended up getting me hooked on zombie flicks, although after I lost contact with him. Ever since, I have been an addict. The more cheesy and bad acting the better. Prior to him, I was a weird horror flick addicted person. I freak myself out so bad I get bad dreams. I know that the flicks are fiction, but I have a really overactive imagination. I'll hole up in my room and act like a scared three year old. I really do get an adrenaline rush from blood and guts psychokiller movies.
I watch Freddie vs. Jason last night, had never seen it. I know it is a horribly bad make-you-groan movie, but I watched it. I'll admit it, I enjoyed it too. There were parts that I physically twitched in fright, other parts that I couldn't tear my eyes away from the screen while I let out little girly whimpers (hopefully inaudible to my boyfriend who rolled his eyes the entire time, yet didn't change the channel when given supreme remote control.) I hadn't seen a horror flick in quite a while, since Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning. I saw it in theaters with my pal Dom, and he will never see a horror flick with me again. I think he walked away with bruises and my high-pitched squeals left him temporarily deaf in his left ear. It's been even longer since I saw a bad zombie film. Now that I am unemployed and have endless time to workout and sleep, I feel the need to host a zombie film marathon. I bet I'll be the only attendant though. I may need a new hobby.