Friday, August 20, 2010
57. Night of the Living Dead (1968)
Well, there's no problem. If you have a gun, shoot 'em in the head. That's a sure way to kill 'em. If you don't, get yourself a club or a torch. Beat 'em or burn 'em. They go up pretty easy.
One genre of movies that will be rather lacking on my list is horror. I am just not a big fan. I like movies that focus on life and love instead of death and destruction. One of the exceptions to this rule is the greatness of George A. Romero's "Dead" series (this movie, Dawn of the Dead, Day of the Dead, Land of the Dead, Diary of the Dead, and Survival of the Dead). If you like zombie movies, then hopefully you already know that this is where it all began. This movie wrote all of the rules that zombie movies follow. Romero took zombies from their voodoo Central American roots and recast them as a funhouse mirror microcosm of the racist, hypercapitalist citizens of the United States. This movie even does the unthinkable in casting an African-American as its hero. The most shocking part of the Dead series is that it is usually not the zombies that instill horror, but revelations about the viewers own shortcomings.