A Nightmare on Elm Street

Here's this week's update, with a minor announcement.

When it comes to scary movies, I scare quite easily. But, I don't look at this as a weakness. Being hard to scare at a scary movie is like being a picky eater at a restaurant, or having a high tolerance for alcohol when trying to relax with a beer.

Is this the face of a killer?

If something is trying to scare me for the purposes of my enjoyment, and I know that going in, I am happy to oblige.

Fear is a wonderful sort of thing, because it is rational, moral, and emotional all at once.

"Surviving" The Zombie-Apocalypse

So, what is the deal with zombies, anyway? What fascinates people so? Well, people are strange and mysterious, but a few things do occur to me.

Anyone who has ever gone to the mall, or been to a club, or driven on the highway in traffic, probably looks with a degree of recognition at the image of people turned soulless, incognizant monsters who want to overwhelm and consume them.

Then, there’s the appeal of hitting the societal reset button, Tyler Durden style; cut through all the accretions of hundreds of years and fight for your own in a world returned to its primal senses. Although, zombies are just one device for conveying that kind of story. Nuclear war works well too.

They are also super-gross -- so I went back to
the original, low-budget, Night of the Living Dead
for a suitable picture.

And, of course, people are