Archive for the ‘Zombies’ Category

& Teller

March 21, 2008

Teller made a short film. It was for a Diary of the Dead contest.

Good stuff.


Dead Man Walking

May 12, 2007

Ed Helms as a vegetarian zombie.

I wonder if he shops at Wild Oats like the other vegetarians undead.

Update:  Zombie-American Chapter 2.

Bigger Than Jesus

April 8, 2007

Happy Zombie Jesus Day.

They Are Coming To Get You, Barbara, er, Mrs. Sarcastro

March 28, 2007

In the wake of the arrival of the newest Sarcastro, we have had little time to decompress.  Various social and child activity demands have left us with very little downtime.  Last Saturday night was the first night we had in a while that didn’t revolve around watching whatever crap the kids have decided they must fill their brains with.

As is our luck, there wasn’t a damn thing worth watching.  So I coerced the Mrs. into a little zombie action.  Settle down, perverts.  I’m talking zombie movies.  She claims to have never seen one.  Not one.  So, I pulled up the  Dawn of the Dead remake on our Comcast Digital Cable’s On Demand Service. 

The cruel side of me wanted to spring this one on her when she was way pregnant.  There’s this one scene where  Dr. Pratt’s girlfriend is way pregnant and infected by a zombie bite.  I don’t want to ruin it, but it is on the disturbing side.  Chivalry prevailed and I waited until our son was a week and a half old to show her the film.  I like to be sensitive to a woman’s fragile post-partum emotional state. 

The Mrs. was not amused by the scene.  Nor was she particularly pleased with me for subjecting her to the zombie horde.  Especially a few days later when she was up in the middle of the night fixing a bottle for the unrelenting hunger of the aforementioned baby.  She was convinced that there were three zombies in the stairway to the basement.  They just stood there and stared at her while she mixed the formula up.  She was petrified.  Somehow, this has become my fault.

So, baby, I’m sorry.  Let me make it up to you.  Let’s have a date night soon and go see a movie:


Dial Z For Zombie

September 17, 2006

In anticipation of our hour and a half delay and subsequent three hour flight yesterday, I bought a book to keep myself  occupied.  I had already brought a book for such an eventuality.  Unfortunately, that book is Race and Culture by Thomas Sowell.  I’m interested in the topic and I like Sowell, so there shouldn’t be any problem, right?  After the first couple of chapters, it reminds me of a P. J. O’Rourke quote about social science, "Folks do lots of things. We don’t know why. Test on Friday. "

Perhaps I’m not giving the book a fair shake, or maybe I am.  I haven’t read enough of it to figure out which.  It is one of those books that begs to be put down.

A book that begs to not be put down, if that is even close to making sense, is World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War by Max Brooks.  Without a doubt, Max is the best thing that Mel Brooks has produced since Young Frankenstein.

As Brooks acknowledges in the acknowledgements, the book is a mix between Studs Terkel’s The Good War, General Sir John Hackett The Third World War, and the films of George Romero.  All three of which I encountered as a teenager and remember with delight.

The book walks the thin line between Swiftian satire and outright jabs at the current state of affairs around the globe.  Between our government’s leviathan responses to disasters to the pathetic and unfortunate obsession with celebrities, no sacred cow is left uneaten. 

I finally finished it around midnight.  Brooks creates a comedically plausible world where the Israelis and Palestinians beat their swords into zombie killin’ swords instead of plowshares.  Frankly, I can’t think of any other way for them to put aside their differences than a zombie plague.  In many respects, the zombie war solves a lot of society’s woes by upsetting the apple cart and killing hundreds of millions of people.  You can’t make an omelet without breaking a few eggs.

What I didn’t like was the reference to those who survived in zombie infested zones after being abandoned by the government as LaMoes.  Pronounced with a long A. That’s short for Last Man On Earth types.  That term is offensive to those of us who expect to be abandoned by the government in zombie infested areas.

So, stock up on food and ammo. And remember, always put one in their brains, kids.

Sean of the Dead

April 20, 2005

As pointed out in earlier posts, I likes me some good zombie movies.  But these
poor bastards have put WAY too much time into thinking about it. 
Here’s a little advice boys, put down the twenty-sided dice and go buy
some rifles.  It will pay off for you either way.