I’m not sure I could have watched it in a theater. Not without a lot of jumping and gasping and hiding my eyes behind my hands. (In the theater, this often means that popcorn goes flying all around, landing on innocent bystanders.)
I confess that I turned it off when the first "ghoul" attacked Will Smith and was going to return it to Netflix without finishing it. Then I decided to simply fast forward it every time those infected, flesh-eating ghouls came out of the woodwork. Not super fast. Just one notch up from normal. That got rid of the sound so I didn’t have to hear the eerie music (the music can make me scream even when nothing happens), and it let me get through the tense spots quickly. I could still tell what was happening but didn’t suffer from it.
I’m not sure exactly, but I suspect I watched the 100 minute movie in a little over 60 minutes. And I can say I actually liked the movie. No, it won’t be a favorite and I wouldn’t care to watch it again. But it’ll get 3 stars on Netflix.
And best news yet — no nightmares. Yea!
Now if I could just fast forward Brandilyn Collins’ books through the scary parts without missing important parts of the story, I might actually be able to read another one. But I’m afraid it doesn’t work that way.