Can you take the terrifying adventure into unspeakable horror?

I watched this recently;

It was pretty great; it was the first movie adaptation to be based on Richard Matheson's I Am Legend, followed later by Omega Man (1971) and I Am Legend (2007), the latter starring Will Smith and allegedly being a bit of a stinker. I haven't seen it, but I think I ought to check it out. 

It's a very interesting concept for a movie, and I'd like to read the novel; essentially, without giving too much away, the central character (played by the always most excellent Vincent Price), is the titular last man to survive a now clichéd zombie/vampire apocalypse. He stalks the (un)dead by day, in an interesting mirroring (geddit, mirror?) of what the vampires stereotypically do by night; however, while the vampires are actually shambling oafish halfwits, Vincent Price's character, Dr. Robert Morgan, is an organised and extremely effective killer; making him a "legend" amongst the vampires, as a fearsome and frightening spectre of death in a world where vampirism is the norm. 

The film asks interesting questions about normality and the argument that "might makes right"; is it morally "right" for Robert Morgan to seek out and kill the members of another "race", when that race has annihilated and replaced his own? Is he simply a murderer of other sentient beings, or do humans take precedence if threatened at large, even if it is by creatures stronger and more adapted to survive than them? 

The film was genuinely creepy at points, and Vincent Price was as brilliant as ever; a tad melodramatic, and a scary presence even without the inclusion of vampires. 

In personal news, I didn't get the Columnist position I was gunning for at IdeasTap, and I didn't even get an interview for a job in Waitrose; which is essentially confirmation that my writing sucks and my practical skills are non-existent. I'd like to think that I didn't get the Waitrose job because I'm over-qualified and they didn't think I'd stay very long, but quite honestly I seriously doubt it. It's no good bemoaning the current economic climate either; I reckon I was simply sold a lie when I took on English as a degree subject, and I've pretty much wasted the last five years of my life as far as my career is concerned.

So that's an encouraging thought.

But hey, at least I know a fair bit about how to read books.