I don’t often watch movies, so when I set up to watch two versions of the same plot, you know something serious is on. First, Dawn of the Dead (2004) next in the Netflix queue is the original Dawn of the Dead (1978). I just finished reading The Road, and I’m halfway through World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie Wars.
A whole swarm of fantasies about the end of the world, self-sufficiency, loneliness, and human weakness.
Secretly Ironic 