Entries Tagged as 'Zombiphilia'
Zombie Hord
As some may know I’ve been teaching myself flash this fall, and thought I would present some more of what I’ve been working on. In case anyone hasn’t noticed the new banner; one of mine. I animated the candles to flicker from a couple of still images that Neko took. Lastly this is a zombie animation I’ve been working on. It’s a little glitchy and works differently on various computers. Let me know what you think. Looking for feed back. I took the sketch from the the Walking Dead series and animated it. Link to the full screen flash:
Chad VanGaalen – Molten Light
Amazing song and artwork by Chad VanGaalen. Very inspiring. I can’t get this song out of my head. It feels like a marriage between Iron and Wine and Daniel Johnston.
Hmmm. This could be useful…
Setting aside any considerations of the horsepower needed to adequately chew through bone, cartilage, etc. I must say that this looks pretty tempting. We’re seeing a demonstration of an small arm size chainsaw affixed a la bayonet mounted the barrel of an assault rifle. Pretty much the last gory word (moan?) in up close and personal zombie defense. I can’t help but wonder though, the weight must throw off your rifle targeting? I’ve always been a fan of well wielded scythes and a decent truncheon personally. As far as brain-destroying weapons go, are we really sure we want this on youtube?
The Dead Can’t Run!
Here is an interesting article from Simon Pegg arguing for a return to traditional zombie values. I have to say I agree with him.
The speedy zombie seems implausible to me, even within the fantastic realm it inhabits. A biological agent, I’ll buy. Some sort of super-virus? Sure, why not. But death? Death is a disability, not a superpower. It’s hard to run with a cold, let alone the most debilitating malady of them all.
More significantly, the fast zombie is bereft of poetic subtlety. As monsters from the id, zombies win out over vampires and werewolves when it comes to the title of Most Potent Metaphorical Monster. Where their pointy-toothed cousins are all about sex and bestial savagery, the zombie trumps all by personifying our deepest fear: death. Zombies are our destiny writ large. Slow and steady in their approach, weak, clumsy, often absurd, the zombie relentlessly closes in, unstoppable, intractable.
However (and herein lies the sublime artfulness of the slow zombie), their ineptitude actually makes them avoidable, at least for a while. If you’re careful, if you keep your wits about you, you can stave them off, even outstrip them – much as we strive to outstrip death. Drink less, cut out red meat, exercise, practice safe sex; these are our shotguns, our cricket bats, our farmhouses, our shopping malls. However, none of these things fully insulates us from the creeping dread that something so witless, so elemental may yet catch us unawares – the drunk driver, the cancer sleeping in the double helix, the legless ghoul dragging itself through the darkness towards our ankles.
What ever Hollywood tycoon thought Zombie 2.0 was a good idea needs to get out of the business. Not everything needs to get upgraded, death is elemental is does not need to be improved on.
