I felt like a kid again as I waited for the blu-ray of Return of the Living Dead to show up in the mail, especially when I was starting to become impatient and whiny on the days we didn't have any mail.

I can't remember which cable channel in the U.S. used to show ROTLD all the time, but that's how I first watched it and subsequently fell in love (the same circumstances surround Night of the Creeps).

It was late summer, my older brother and I staying up later than the rest of the family (per usual), and we were both totally engrossed in the film and after it was over I remember going out to the front porch…

What a triumphant piece of cinema. This movie had absolutely everything. I almost never go for shit like this, not even a little bit. I enjoyed every single minute of Return of the Living Dead. How had I never seen this before, seriously?

It was funny, the practical effects were impressive, and I would think of things that I wanted to happen and then they actually did. I hope those split in half dogs turn into zombies. Poof, they did. I hope that hot chick gets naked at some point. Poof, Not a problem. We’ll do you one better, we will make her naked for the entire movie. That’ll just be her character. In fact, we will have entire scenes…

This movie is like a refreshing beverage. It's easy going down and I could enjoy it any time. It's known for it's graveyard punks but it's the blue collar adults that interest me the most. They have the best lines and the most endearing relationships. They know who they are and their sincerity shines. I don't fully understand or care about Freddy, but I look at Frank and I know this man.

There's never been anyone better at training a person for a job than Frank. Please employ me, Frank. I don't care what the job is, I will do it. And when mortality strikes, Frank accepts his fate. He kisses his wedding ring because he loves his goddamn wife.…

The Return of the Living Dead is a gory, campy homage to George A. Romero's Zombie classic Night of the Living Dead. Even going as far as being a quasi-sequel of sorts. Much in the same way Lucio Fulci's Zombie Flesh Eaters is a "sequel" to Dawn of the Dead.

The Return of the Living Dead is an adrenaline shot of pure unadulterated fun. Tonally and stylistically this reminded me more of Re-Animator (which came out in the same year). From the gratuitous nudity, over the top gore and general zaniness it resembles Re-Animator far more then Night of the Living Dead, which isn't necessarily a bad thing.

And despite being visually and tonally more in line with a film…

There are some classic, genius films that are made with a precision of vision, a meticulous degree of control, and a dogged determination. There are others that are made seemingly completely by accident. The Return Of The Living Dead is the latter. 

Starting life as a direct sequel to George A. Romero’s Night Of The Living Dead, NOTLD co-writer John Russo’s attempt to try and capitalize on Night’s success (rather obnoxiously sidestepping Romero’s ambitions for a sequel, even though he insists he and Romero were on amicable terms), Return was bought by an investor, taken away from Russo, and given to upcoming horror darlings Tobe Hooper and Dan O’Bannon. O’Bannon threw out Russo’s script, and wrote instead an entirely new…

A guy starts his first day of work at a medical supply warehouse. To fall into a story his boss is telling him about some toxic barrels in the basement.

The military accidentally shipped them there and forgot about them years back.

After a stupid move to hit the barrel to show it's duriblity. A gas leak happens and makes the two pass out.

Outside a group of punks are cruising around waiting for there friend to get off work. As night fall comes they party in a gravel yard.

To where acid rain starts to fall after the two medical supply stockmen go across the street to a morge. The burn a body of a now re-animated and living…