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"The Lumberyard Materials are not intended for use with life-critical or safety-critical systems, such as use in operation of medical equipment, automated transportation systems, autonomous vehicles, aircraft or air traffic control, nuclear facilities, manned spacecraft, or military use in connection with live combat. However, this restriction will not apply in the event of the occurrence (certified by the United States Centers for Disease Control or successor body) of a widespread viral infection transmitted via bites or contact with bodily fluids that causes human corpses to reanimate and seek to consume living human flesh, blood, brain or nerve tissue and is likely to result in the fall of organized civilization."

Thanks to @DianePatterson on Twitter for the alert.

I'm not exactly big on zombie movies. That may, actually, be one of the biggest understatements I've ever made on this blog. I just don't get the point of zombies, you know? Ghosts, I get. Vampires, I get. Zombies are just, well, mindless lumbering cannibals. I guess it would be kinda horrifying to be turned into one, but given that you're already dead and not thinking much, would it matter that much? I'm thinking not. And in general, I gotta say, I find them kinda boring.

So what was I doing at Zombieland?

Kinda having fun, actually.

Zombieland is mostly about mayhem and shooting things up and mayhem and killing zombies and more mayhem. It's not a great movie, and a major plot flaw in the middle doesn't really help, but it's saved by Woody Harrelson's glee in shooting up zombies and by Abigail Breslin's deadpan teenager, a couple of musical jokes, and a hilarious scene in L.A. that I won't spoil. Also, lots of zombies. Quite fulfilling my need to see any more zombies for years.

Didn't manage to make zombies my thing, though.