Sunday, September 15, 2013

Late Laments

It's another of those long, lonely nights. They tick-on, one after another. The epilogues of the steady succession of wasted, lonely days. The days haven't been the same since then - since the skies darkened and black, moonlit water rose.

They haven't been the same since then. They were never happy, but at least they could hold a good mood for a while... say a day. Since then, every day has been a struggle. A trudge through shit, blood and garbage. A long, lonely march through an empty land. The sun pops-out and then disappears as quickly as it broke through... usually quicker. There's not much left to say about the state of things; whether in this life or another. It's usually easier to say nothing.

Why do what you're not content to do? Why toil at a labor of pain and not at a labor of love? How can you relate to people when you simply cannot understand them? How do you tune-in when your frequency is different? How does a fox live in a lion's den? How do you face a world that you're petrified of? How do you get guided into something so against your nature... how do you get out?

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Tom G Reviews: Dawn of the Dead

In 1968, George A. Romero, a film student from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, made a low budget horror film about a group of people stranded after escaping a horde of zombies. Made on an ad hoc budget with the help of friends and neighbors (including a butcher), "Night of the Living Dead" was an unsettling, stark and darkly humorous commentary on the goings-on of the late 1960's. The darkly relevant film became an instant classic, an iconic horror film and THE iconic zombie picture. With "Night of the Living Dead", the Steel City film student with something to say single-handedly started a movie genre; the zombie movie.

Ten-years-later, Romero returned to the genre he created with another dark, violent and saucy look at the state of American society with "Dawn of the Dead" (1978). Although still an independent film, Romero had a larger budget to work with, the talents of special effects virtuoso Tom Savini, and the Monroeville Mall outside of Pittsburgh to use at night. The result was another landmark zombie picture loaded and wet with thrills, dark humor, action, commentary and some of the most glorious gore of the 1970's.

The plot is fairly straight forward. As the world devolves into a zombie-infested bedlam devoid of law or order, Philadelphia television studio employee Francine (Gaylen Ross) and her boyfriend, TV helicopter pilot Stephen (David Emge) steal the station's helicopter in an attempt to escape the doomed city. Philly SWAT team members Peter and Roger (Ken Foree and Scott Reiniger) meet after a brutal and chaotic raid on a zombie-infested Housing Project. Armed and disillusioned, they, like Fran and Stephen, decide to make a run for it. The two pairs meet and decide to team-up, finding strength in numbers and SWAT guns. After crossing Pennsylvania, they end-up finding refuge in a huge, powered, watered, and well stocked shopping mall. After clearing the mall of its plethora of zombies (former shoppers as one would conclude) and losing a teammate, the group do what anybody would do if they were locked in the mall alone and without law... they loot it. Eventually the elation of raw and unadulterated taking and amassing wears-off, and another round of disillusion sets in. Before the survivors can move on, the mall is discovered by a marauding horde of bikers led by a machete-wielding leader (played by Tom Savini) who crash the tranquil cloister of this shopper's paradise. The film ends with a final battle between the survivors, the bikers, and the zombies.



"Dawn of the Dead" is not a "shock horror" movie. There are no surprises around the corner, no jump scares, and the zombies themselves are by no means scary or intimidating. If anything, Romero's zombies are stupid and even comical. No, "Dawn of the Dead" is more along the lines of "action horror". It's packed with all the gunmanship, running, looting, blood, guts, and dark comedy that a zombie movie fan's heart can desire. It's fun, just a lot of fun to watch. Not to mention, dates well for a 1970's zombie picture.

"Dawn of the Dead" is one of the best scored movies I've ever seen, personally. Even the incidental music is just a delight to the ear that creates the right mood; weather it's funny, sad, horrific, chaotic, and so on. The soundtrack was provided, in part, by the Italian Prog-Rock band, Goblin (who have also done scores for Dario Argento, whose work was influenced by Romero's).

The real sales-point of "Dawn of the Dead" is its gore effects provided by Tom Savini. What can you say about Tom Savini? He is a virtuoso in his field, perhaps THE virtuoso of practical special effects. While Dick Smith is the master who made special effects an art form, Tom Savini is the virtuoso who can make even the most stomach-churning gore a thing of pure and earthly beauty. "Dawn of the Dead" is the movie that ushered  in the gore movie. Every slasher flick, every gore-crazy Italian horror movie you've ever seen post-1978 owes itself to Tom Savini's work on "Dawn of the Dead".

If George Romero proves one thing with any of his pictures, it's that he's right where it's at. "Dawn of the Dead" carries on the tradition of "Night of the Living Dead" in that it's more than just a zombie movie. It's more than just blood and guts. "Dawn of the Dead" is commentary. Why do the zombies come to the mall? Because it's where they came when they were living. The store is where everything comes from. Creatures of habit go where the food is, no? The zombies in "Dawn of the Dead" are not only stupid; they're clumsy, habitual, like sheep. They follow the other zombies, even to certain death, because it's all they know. Romero's zombies are a mirror on modern man. The only difference: they can't use a gun.

No, the guns are used by the "living". They use them to kill zombies, to survive. When the living break though, they loot, and they loot, and they loot some more. It's all for the taking, so why not take it. The living even use their guns to defend their loot. It's theirs, and entirely theirs because they found it.

The chaos, consumerism, and human madness that "Dawn of the Dead" portrays is as relevant as ever. If "Night of the Living Dead" reflected the changing society of 1960's, then "Dawn of the Dead" reflects the "fuck you" society of the 1970's. The violent, reactionary racism of the SWAT raid. The "every man for himself" chaos of the TV studio. The hicks hunting zombies, once their friends and loved ones, for sport. The material paradise of the mall. And finally, the crazed and callous bikers throwing pies and looting even the most arbitrary goods. "Dawn of the Dead" reflects a nation ever more extreme, ever more contentious, ever more materialistic, ever more exhausting, and ever emptier. A society deprived, depraved, diseased and dissolute. Romero is looking through his lens at modern America.

"Dawn of the Dead" is a must see for any horror fan and any cinephile. It is the consummate zombie movie. It's gore effects, audio, visuals, and relevancy were game changers. Every zombie movie since owes its existence to this picture. At least that's my opinion.








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