I admit it: I have what I call a hipster streak. It shows itself in my sneering disdain for most things popular, and in that classic hipster line: “I liked it before it was cool.”
I used to love me a good zombie flick. Then all of a sudden, zombies were mainstream. I blame The Walking Dead, perhaps unfairly. Anyway, they became popular and I was turned off.
Some time last year, I was reading an article on Buzzfeed about new and/or cool horror movies and there I saw it: Train to Busan. I was intrigued, but when I found out it was a zombie movie, I pooh-poohed it and moved on.
Do you know the episode of The Simpsons when Homer goes to clown college, and everywhere he looks, he sees clowns?
Image from simpsonsworld.com
Side note: this scene ends with the best line, when Homer shouts, “That’s it, I’m going to clown college!” and runs away. Classic.
This is what happened to me with Train to Busan. I just kept seeing it, and wondering about it, and reading things about it. The final straw came just this past weekend, when I actually had a dream about watching it. I took it as a sign that I should just watch the damn movie already.
I had the perfect opportunity during naptime on Saturday, especially because Erik went to the driving range. I found it on Netflix and was whisked away to a zombie hell in South Korea.
Let me make a couple of things clear here:
- I don’t usually write movie reviews, so you’re not going to get a synopsis of the plot here, or anything high-brow; and
- I’m not going to spoil this one for you because I want everyone to watch it.
That being said, I can honestly say I’ve never cried during a zombie movie. That was brand new for me. Even stone-hearted Erik (who came home halfway through the movie, sat down at his easel, and then kept jerking his head around every five seconds to see what has happening on the screen) said, “That is heart-wrenching.” Yes, I managed to choke out, blinded by tears and red-faced and squeezing my dog.
The other thing I noticed was the character development – again, not something you typically see in this genre. One noted exception, in my opinion, is Night of the Living Dead. And speaking of which! I thought Train to Busan was going to rip of that movie’s cruel ending, but it didn’t. I’m sure it was a very intentional and brilliant choice they made.
I absolutely detest when people tell me I have to watch something, but I’m going to do it to you.
YOU HAVE TO WATCH TRAIN TO BUSAN. It’s on Netflix, so it’s easy! Do yourself a favor and carve out two hours of your life and watch the movie. Watch it even if you don’t like zombie or horror movies. It’s genuinely good and dramatic and pretty novel. Yes, it has subtitles, but that just means you can’t mindlessly scroll your phone while you’re watching it. And trust me, you probably won’t feel the need to count your likes on Instagram while Train to Busan has you riveted.