“A tragedy about how a lack of human communication causes chaos and collapse even in this small little pie slice of society"
-G.R.

This one has it all... total collapse of civilization, mental breakdown from said collapse, science proving its right, impatient and angry racist militant mongaloid fucks trying to undermine science and grasp (with their tiny little hands) what little power they have (which ultimately means nothing in the big picture), good people getting fucked over, scumbags getting fucked over, scientists going nutso off the rails trying to prove the inferior-minded gun-toting sexist bigots that they are right (and in the process making said bigot fools feel victorious), and science ultimately winning thanks to Bub. 

Take all that, a…

Hoop-Tober Challenge (For Beginners) Film #3

The zombies will stop at nothing for juicy human flesh! And if you get in their way, your Achilles tendon will become their floss!

Day of the Dead is without a doubt the strongest installment in the Trilogy of the Dead. Yes, you heard that right, it's the best one yet. What a gorefest! This marks my first time watching it and needless to say, it will also be my last. There is no way in hell would I want to re-experience the dread this film has cast on me, no fucking way. Never had I encountered a film this intense, this emotionally draining. Oh jesus, mary, and joseph, my head hurts! The climatic…

Con dieciséis años, pensaba en George A. Romero, los zombies (leía el tebeo de Kirkman con felicidad semanal) por lo que inventaba: las situaciones, las imágenes de zombis, el relato fundacional.

No es la impresión que tengo ahora. Volviendo a ver Day of the dead (1985), descubro las mismas sensaciones que tuve ya con Monkey Shines (1990). Romero es un artista americano, un cineasta profundamente independiente, trabajando tan cuidadosamente alejado de los ritmos, modas y protocolos de Hollywood, que no sé si describirlo con su (meritoria, indudable) aportación al género de terror le hace justicia. La película se abre con una mujer acosada por manos - la imagen de una pesadilla - y se llena de pequeños planos de una…

When it comes to the stuff that really freaks me out about this franchise, it's the whole science of the thing — it's the fact that it isn't just "the dead are back!" It's a really nuanced phenomenon that resists the temptation to write the walking dead off as "not your loved ones, just some other thing now".

It's the echoes of the living's life that freaks me out the most about it. It's that it's really more of a parasitic species that's inevitably going to consume the entire human species, relearn basic intelligence and resume society without the need for nourishment — or rather for something like twelve weeks before continuing to decompose.

I think this might be the…