I don’t like assigning labels or pigeon holing, but overall, in the contemporary American sense, I’d say I’m a pretty liberal guy. I definitely want universal healthcare, i think religion should stay the heck out of the government, and we shouldn’t be fightin’ so dern much.
This is not true in another classic dichotomy; the undead, ie. vampire versus zombie.
It’s quite obvious after even a cursory glance that vampires are the artistic, bohemian, poets of the undead, while zombies represent the blue collar, monster truck flipping, pitchfork wielding heart of america undead. The vampiric diet seems to be organically grown veganesque in regards to their pickiness over whose blood they suck, especially when compared to the fast food on the go, garbage disposal like feeding habits of your run of the mill zombie. While vampires pain and reflect upon every meal/kill, and regret the inevitable intersection of carnal and nutritional desires, zombies “get ‘er done” (sp?).
It is quite the paradox then, that in this recent resurgence of zombie and vampire tales, I have enjoyed the former far more than the latter.
You can see my thoughts on Twilight here. I didn’t like it. Trueblood is crazy over hyped. I tried to watch a few episodes. The main actress may have the worst southern accent in the history of television. and you can drive a wooden stake through her front teeth. I saw ads for some bull shit CW show about vampire boys and girls gazing erotically at each other. We need to dump garlic and holy water all over this fad and expose it in sunlight as the pile of crap it is.
The slew of zombie movies that have accompanied the caped romance novels have been great. That one at the mall was entertaining start to finish.
28 days later pwnt pwnt pwnt. I was scared, and I’ve wrestled with bears and tangled with dragons.
Shaun of the Dead. Incredible movie. Has everything you want: action, comedy, a lovable duo. It’s one of those movies I would watch every time I saw it on. It was almost always better than anything else on, lest there be a quality simpsons, or species (bewbz). I didn’t think anything would top Shaun of the Dead in the lively genre of the undead.
and then I went to the world premiere, that’s right WORLD PREMIERE of Zombieland. Woody, and the weiner kid, and the red head chic, they were all there (we are great friends). My main man Stevie “Bacon-boy” Franchise was kind enough to join me for the movie at the Paramount on Congress Avenue (main drag) in downtown Austin, TX. Zombies lurched about begging for scabs as we waited in line. Semi-important people with name badges hurried about pointing this way and that. We finally made it. The celebrity life.
In keeping with my traditional form, I will not tell you anything that happened in the movie. Just know franch-fries and me laughed the entire time, while at the same time being as much on the edge of our seats as a couple of booze hounds like us could safely sit. I am proud to say that no one once told us to be quiet.
Great review, looking forward to the movie, but I'd like to point out that I posted Kutiman ON THIS WEBSITE!! back in March. Lay off the celebrity life and pay attention sir.
Movie Review: Zombieland
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I don’t like assigning labels or pigeon holing, but overall, in the contemporary American sense, I’d say I’m a pretty liberal guy. I definitely want universal healthcare, i think religion should stay the heck out of the government, and we shouldn’t be fightin’ so dern much.
This is not true in another classic dichotomy; the undead, ie. vampire versus zombie.
It’s quite obvious after even a cursory glance that vampires are the artistic, bohemian, poets of the undead, while zombies represent the blue collar, monster truck flipping, pitchfork wielding heart of america undead. The vampiric diet seems to be organically grown veganesque in regards to their pickiness over whose blood they suck, especially when compared to the fast food on the go, garbage disposal like feeding habits of your run of the mill zombie. While vampires pain and reflect upon every meal/kill, and regret the inevitable intersection of carnal and nutritional desires, zombies “get ‘er done” (sp?).
It is quite the paradox then, that in this recent resurgence of zombie and vampire tales, I have enjoyed the former far more than the latter.
You can see my thoughts on Twilight here. I didn’t like it. Trueblood is crazy over hyped. I tried to watch a few episodes. The main actress may have the worst southern accent in the history of television. and you can drive a wooden stake through her front teeth. I saw ads for some bull shit CW show about vampire boys and girls gazing erotically at each other. We need to dump garlic and holy water all over this fad and expose it in sunlight as the pile of crap it is.
The slew of zombie movies that have accompanied the caped romance novels have been great. That one at the mall was entertaining start to finish.
28 days later pwnt pwnt pwnt. I was scared, and I’ve wrestled with bears and tangled with dragons.
Shaun of the Dead. Incredible movie. Has everything you want: action, comedy, a lovable duo. It’s one of those movies I would watch every time I saw it on. It was almost always better than anything else on, lest there be a quality simpsons, or species (bewbz). I didn’t think anything would top Shaun of the Dead in the lively genre of the undead.
and then I went to the world premiere, that’s right WORLD PREMIERE of Zombieland. Woody, and the weiner kid, and the red head chic, they were all there (we are great friends). My main man Stevie “Bacon-boy” Franchise was kind enough to join me for the movie at the Paramount on Congress Avenue (main drag) in downtown Austin, TX. Zombies lurched about begging for scabs as we waited in line. Semi-important people with name badges hurried about pointing this way and that. We finally made it. The celebrity life.
In keeping with my traditional form, I will not tell you anything that happened in the movie. Just know franch-fries and me laughed the entire time, while at the same time being as much on the edge of our seats as a couple of booze hounds like us could safely sit. I am proud to say that no one once told us to be quiet.
10 / 10 rules to live by (it’ll make sense)
a jam to go out on…
see them all looping here. from kitsune noir.