I hate them.
If zombie were a race, I would be a racist.
Call me a Zombist.
My introduction to zombies was the movie “Night of the Living Dead.”
That is George Romero’s 1968 masterpiece, considered the first modern zombie movie.
As I watched, I realized the undead suck.
Unless you are talking about vampires. I like vampires; they are cool, which is ironic, because they are also undead and they literally suck.
I guess I am a hypocrite, when it comes to zombies.
“Night of the Living Dead” is a black-and-white movie. I watched it at a drive-in.
A drive-in is an outdoor movie theater. You watch the movie from you car, big screen jutting up to the sky,
There aren’t many drive-ins left.
”Night of the Living Dead” — a young zombie (Kyra Schon) and her victim (Karl Hardman).
Don’t think black-and-white movies aren’t cool; that grainy texture lends itself to the story of the undead.
Arguably, George Romero’s movie is better without color.
The Walking Dead
The zombie genre has improved substantially with the television series “The Walking Dead,” which began in 2010.
No. I haven’t watched the series, but it is widely watched, and people, whose opinion I respect, praise the drama.
I must admit to watching another zombie movie.
It was “World War Z,” an action horror flick released in 2013 about a world overrun with zombies.
I admit I found the movie entertaining, but it doesn’t change my opinion of zombies.
Zombies are dirty, rotting, brainless corpses who are cannibals.
They have rotting skin hanging off their bones, blood splattered inside and out and around their mouths where they ate people.
They are ugly.
I assume they stink of death, the worst smell ever.
Good thing we can’t smell them through the big or little screen.
Where do zombies come from?
Legend says a zombie can create more zombies by biting humans.
Modern stories blame the undead on military experiments gone horror show. Or humans can be transformed by an alien attack.
As with many a horror story, zombies are based on fact, in Hattian voodoo, birthed by West African magic.
Administered in the correct dose, the pufferfish poison causes a coma so deep it mimics death.
There are credible reports of dead Hattians, said to be victims of voodoo, found alive.
My disgust for zombies began with that first movie “Night of the Living Dead.”
A zombie chowed down on some human intestines, and I was revolted.
Really? Intestines? Nasty.
Who could unnasty the zombie?
Music superstar Michael Jackson; that’s who.
Jackson deserves credit for an explosion of zombie popularity; never underestimate a great work of art.
His 1982 groundbreaking 13-minute music video “Thriller” featured the undead coming out of their graves to join the superstar in a funky graveyard dance.
To this day, large crowds dress as zombies and dance to “Thriller.”
The Guiness World Record for People Dancing “Thriller” was set in Mexico City in 2009, by more than 11,000 temporary zombies shown below.
I must admit, I don’t have a problem with Michael Jackson’s zombies; such is the power of music and art.
You can see “Thriller” below. It is worth a watch.
Did I just talk myself out of the premise of my blog, that zombies suck?
Most zombies suck.
‘The Guiness World Record for People Dancing “Thriller” was set in Mexico City in 2009, by more than 11,000 temporary zombies.
Contact: David Madrid
Thank you to Wikipedia for the photo of the little zombie girl and for providing clarifying information for this blog. Read all about zombies at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zombie.