Feeling this one.
Dawn holds special significance for me as the first (decent) proper grown up film I was allowed to watch. During the height of the video nasty scare around 83 or 84. My dad was a bobby in small police station & one of the local video rental shop owners did the responsible thing and dropped off any offending tapes he happened to own in a box for the police to destroy. My dad being the responsible police officer/parent he is, brought said box home to me, his 12 year old son to watch on our new Ferguson Videostar VHS recorder.
From the Friday night to the following Monday when my dad was to return to work with the brown cardboard box of tapes I was pretty much allowed to watch whatever I pleased from it. I passed on the martial arts stuff which I suspect my dad had thought I would choose and picked out anything that had a scary looking monster on the cover.
I found most of the movies were too boring to watch all of the way through, for the most part the box art being more impressive than the movie contained within it's clamshell case. The single exception from the bunch however was Zombies Dawn of the Dead. I must have watched that Intervision copy of Dawn at least three or four times whilst we had that box of tapes. Sat on my mum's sofa watching through my fingers, heart pounding, terrified and loving every bloody minute of it.
I fell completely in love with two things that weekend, Gaylen Ross and horror movies.