not2sharp
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I am posting this here because we have had a few recent threads on the upcoming films. It is funny how zombies have made it from the ultra-low budget creepy Voodoo related icons of the 1930s to very large budget state-of-the-art action movies of today. The entertainment industry likes to go through these generational fads; it wasn't all that long ago that sword and sandal movies were leading the heap, along with westerns, epic historical war films, and endless giant critter movies (mostly attributed to cold war radioactive mutations).
But, what is this fascination with zombies all about? As characters, there really isn't a whole lot to them. They never speak, never learn, never compromise, never give up, never organize; they simply limp around looking for brains while eating their neighbors. It funny how they tend to sneak up on the characters in the movies, you would think that their stench alone would alert us of their approach from a mile away.
Just how is their ecology suppose to work anyway? They are not alive, so what is the point of eating - do they gorge themselves until they grow so bloated that they are immobile, or, do they eventually blow up like that fat guy in The Meaning of Life? Do they ever drink fluids, and if not, wouldn't they be swiftly sun baked into dehydrated rasins before they simply crumbled to dust?
Are we now so removed from nature that we can only imagine our neighbors as threats; or do we secretly harbour a desire to blow the heads off of most of our neighborhood? If John Wayne's stereo-typical indians were paper flat, and most of the giant critters impossible due to physiological limitations of scale, the zombies are even flatter and less credible. Why are we so into these silly things? Is Hollywood we so politically correct that they have simply run out of villans?
n2s
But, what is this fascination with zombies all about? As characters, there really isn't a whole lot to them. They never speak, never learn, never compromise, never give up, never organize; they simply limp around looking for brains while eating their neighbors. It funny how they tend to sneak up on the characters in the movies, you would think that their stench alone would alert us of their approach from a mile away.
Just how is their ecology suppose to work anyway? They are not alive, so what is the point of eating - do they gorge themselves until they grow so bloated that they are immobile, or, do they eventually blow up like that fat guy in The Meaning of Life? Do they ever drink fluids, and if not, wouldn't they be swiftly sun baked into dehydrated rasins before they simply crumbled to dust?
Are we now so removed from nature that we can only imagine our neighbors as threats; or do we secretly harbour a desire to blow the heads off of most of our neighborhood? If John Wayne's stereo-typical indians were paper flat, and most of the giant critters impossible due to physiological limitations of scale, the zombies are even flatter and less credible. Why are we so into these silly things? Is Hollywood we so politically correct that they have simply run out of villans?
n2s
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