Uff

Oh man, I just watched 28 Weeks Later and am depressed and frightened.

Zombie movies are awesome, but I always finish them shaken up. Really though, 28 Weeks Later and 28 Days Later are like pieces of art - the cinematography, the music, the motifs; the makers just put it all together in a way that makes me feel like I am beholding art. I think that is partly what gave me this familiar feeling when I watched both of them, the sensation of watching a vivid nightmare unfold before and around me.

The scary thing about 28 Days/Weeks Later is that humans created the disease themselves through science. There are so many plausible scenarios in which humans could create a highly destructive and unstoppable disease through their own scientific means. That's what makes thinking even scarier after watching a movie like that.

I was told today that Michael Crichton died last week of cancer, which he'd had for a while. Man, that's really sad. I grew up reading his books and really can't even comprehend the world without his presence. Cancer.

Also found out a JET for my city died three years ago in a car accident coming back from the city. I am affected heavily by reminders of life's mortality. It all makes me think a lot, and really feel a bit paranoid.

Tonight I will be doing a lot of thinking and asking questions. It usually takes me a while to ride through these sort of things, but I suppose it's important to think about them. Maybe not so much, but perhaps people learn how to deal with, consider these things the more we live.