Tuesday, April 10, 2012

ZOMBIES






What is it about zombies that we love so much? Is it the simple life style? Bash a zombie, stay alive-get bit and die the death of the undead.
Is it the horror that is not so scary and actually a little tongue in cheek? After all, how hard is it to escape from a monster that moves at a slow shuffle and constantly groans and moans to let everyone know he is near?

Or is it the opportunity to vent our primitive violent impulses on someone that is not actually a person anymore? Beat 'em, stab 'em, shoot 'em or decapitate them, it's all OK. There is no moral dilemma in abusing a zombie.

Or perhaps it is the basic special effects that gross us out. Blood spurting, dripping out of horrid mouths, guts spilling out, green and slimy on the floor, these are all gross, but act like an eyeball magnet. We still look.

We jump, we laugh, we get grossed out, we hold our breaths in anticipation of what the actors don't see coming. Maybe it is all the emotions that zombies bring out in us. Maybe we just like feeling the rush and feeling alive. Few 9-5 jobs make us feel as alive as zombies do.


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