We are normally very vanilla in our TV shows: A few sitcoms, maybe an hour-long evening show every once in a while.
But recently, we started from square one with The Walking Dead.
Your friend encouraged you and, well, now we watch a show during which your head is in a pillow about two-thirds of the time. You don’t love the way zombies actually look. Or the sound they make when someone has to dispense of them.
Yet you keep coming back. As a matter of fact, you even cried last night because of a touching moment in the show. Honestly, it’s amazing how a show as gross, strange, and far-fetched can produce the array of emotions that The Walking Dead tends to produce.
It’s actually pretty fun. I don’t know if it’s the most edifying fare, but for someone who won’t even watch a CSI, NCIS, or Law and Order, I’m amazed you’ll step up to this thing.