Michael and I have finally started watching The Walking Dead. So that means we’re about six years behind schedule. I saw a few episodes, once, a long time ago, with friends, but I never latched on to the Walking Dead phenomenon. I had nothing against the few episodes I saw, but at the time I was more into watching old re-runs of HBO’s Six Feet Under. Ostensibly, I wanted to contemplate death without focusing on unfortunate and unholy resurrections. Plus, Six Feet Under gives death a thorough examination. The Walking Dead sort of dances around it and runs from it, while flaunting it at the same time. Continue reading “Walking Through the Walking Dead (Season 1): Questions the Zombie Apocalypse Raises”
Alert: This article contains spoilers. It would be best to read this when you’re done with the movie.
Who doesn’t like a good M. Night twist? In that respect, The Visit surely delivers. Now here’s my dilemma: You see, on the one hand, I like the movie. The film sits comfortably in the realm of what I call “horror with heart”: genuinely scary movies that also have warm moments and likable characters. My boyfriend, who tracks the nightmares he gets after watching horror movies with me, didn’t lose any sleep – or experience any tumultuous sleep – over this one. Continue reading “Unsavory Stigmas in The Visit”