Zombieland, bitches! Holy. Fucking. Shit.
SOOOO good, I can't even tell you. It is hands down the best movie I have seen in freaking forever. Better than D9. Better than Basterds. Better than The Hangover. Better than (dare I say it?) Watchmen. That's right, flame on, punks.
If you want a movie that is funny, scary, action-packed, a wee bit sad, chock full of fantastic meta-humor Hollywood in-jokes (and they are really good), with amazing- and I mean AMAZING- cinematography, and even a bitchin soundtrack (from Metallica to Velvet Underground), then get off your lazy ass and go see Zombieland.
I'm serious. Drop whatever the fuck you're doing right now and go. Nothing could possibly be as good as seeing this movie. Tell your boss you're sick, or call in. Dose the kids up on NyQuil. Whatever it takes, just get your ass to the theater. I guarantee you will love it. And if you don't, then fuck you, because you must be some kind of contrarian asshole (tell DJ Request I said "Hi").
This movie is that fucking good. And on top of that, our protagonist is trying to find his way from Austin (and he does have a healthy dose of what I imagine is Paweezy's laid-back dry humor) to Columbus. Denise's Ice Cream Parlor in fact. Ok, so I made that part up, but he is headed to Columbus, and he is also saddled with the most anxiety I have ever seen on a person this side of Stompy. Plus, there's the briefest of cameo's by our forum pal Jack. And our hero's primary foil is some sort of Magoo-Minja hybrid. OMFG FTW.
This movie does everything right, and I mean everything. From taking tired old zombie cliches and dumping them on their head, to refreshing the genre as a whole. You are not going to see a better movie for the rest of your life.
In fact, the only even remotely negative thing I can say is that the protag is essentially a Michael Cera clone. Seriously, actor-kid who starred in this, find yourself a new niche; Cera has forever staked his claim on the style you unfortunately pull off so naturally. And he was here first. But you seem like a genuinely cool dude, so I hope you can reinvent yourself before you get typecast as a poor man's Michael Cera.
The zombie walk itself (before the show) was a bit underwhelming. And somehow, with 7 or 8 zombie makeup artists, I got stuck with the one who is a closet Twilight fan. Am I right? I mean, what part of this says "Zombie" to you? I look more like Ziggy Stardust auditioning for the lead in a Gary Glitter biopic. Sheesh.
But overall the night was epic. From hanging out with Minja and Tinx (psst- willing to sell pics of them to the highest bidder), to a straight up AWESOME movie, to chatting with Chris Gore. Epic.
