

That might have something to do with why I enjoy watching others toil and struggle, then. I’m also keenly aware that, no matter how much training movies have given me, I would not survive long in the post-apocalypse. As worrying as it is to type this out now, I often daydream about how civilisation would look once it crumbles and how humanity would react.

Post-apocalyptic movies hit a note with me that I can’t quite put my finger on, but it all stretches back to my love of zombie movies. I’m one such person, someone who will choose to watch the aftermath of the end more than almost any other genre of movie. Whether it’s the disquiet or desolation, there’s something inherently interesting about watching the expanses of nothingness and the scattered people within them. There’s something strangely alluring to so many people about watching the best post-apocalyptic movies, much in the same way that there’s such an appeal to checking out abandoned places.
