I see zombies in a different way. In the Return of the Living Dead movie, I found in very amusing that the central focal point was the mall and the Zombies like to eat peoples brains. Perhaps an analogy for current society? Let the dead bury the dead comes to mind here also.
I always thought about zombies as some kind of analogy with the world as well, as the power of conformity that would rather eat you alive than let you become conscious of what's going on.
Or maybe even with your own predator's mind, where you try to gather a few many I who would help you through the night and fend off those brain gulping horrors.
I think the image of a zombie can sometimes be as symbolic as one of a vampire but that's just me
I Maybe it is not just you, because I feel zombies in a different way, and the same than your.
I also looked Saw and Hostel several years ago, but today, I cannot look at this kind of film and there is others ways to understand psychopaths. Those films are terrific to me now, and as Laura I do not need to see more sufferings. When we understood how "some humans" can be, is it really necessary to show and show again the same horrors?
I am a legend is a film I could not look a second time. But I think this speaks to my owns fears more than the creatures in the movie.
There is one film I ever could look until the end, and I ever tried again (I had just talk about it quickly here and wrote I will explain, so, here is the good thread: http://cassiopaea.org/forum/index.php/topic,25698.msg305858.html#msg305858
This film is "Pet Cemetery" from the Stephen King's book and screenplayed by the author.
It is not about the fact I could not look at it a second time, I even not saw the end on the first one!
I was in a theater with a friend of mine and (when it was the time to make come back the son from the dead. I remember I said: "I cannot stay here, I feel bad!" We went out from the theater and went to walk on the Promenade des Anglais, Nice, it was night.
I tried to calm myself but it was as if something else than the movie prevented me from feeling me better. Earing the sea, I said to my friend: "Let's go walk on the beach, maybe waves will calm down me." To join the beach coming from Promenade des Anglais, we have to go down staircases and arrived on the first step, I stopped. My breathing had become very fast and I felt badder than before. The sky became really black and at a moment I could not see anymore the difference between beach, sea and sky. No more noise of waves, just something like "nothing". I had this crazy feeling that if I get down on the beach, I would be ate by this big dark space in front of me and never could come back.
We left the place and came back to The hotel to sleep. I could not sleep for all the night, and not well the followings ones.
This movie embodies at once the most big fear to me, and at the same time as an experiment that I always considered as "bad" in the sense dark and as devilish. After that, "someone/something" seemed sometimes to visit me at home, giving me the most bigger fears I had in my life except for one, when I was a little girl. After this period, I changed a lot of things in my life, including with people who said be my friends. And I had to wait several years to read again a Stephen King's book.
When I was a little girl (8 years old) I saw (hiding from my parents) The War of Worlds. I remember having been frightened by this movie as far as I could speak about it to nobody...
And before this, a movie which touched more than what I think is "Gone with the Wind". I was 5 years old, in theater with my parents, and Scarlett O'Hara was my first pseudo on the Web, 7 years ago. And Scarlett is still there...