It's why I get miffed at all the dashing around in recent zombie films. It completely misses the point; transforms the threat to a straightforward physical danger from the zombies themselves, rather than our own inability to avoid them and these films are about us, not them. There's far more meat on the bones of the latter, far more juicy interpretation to get our teeth into. The first zombie is by comparison thin and one dimensional and ironically, it is down to all the exercise.
In order to write a memoir, I__e sat still inside the swirling vortex of my own complicated history like a piece of old driftwood, battered by the sea. I__e waited__ometimes patiently, sometimes in despair__or the story under pressure of concealment to reveal itself to me. I__e been doing this work long enough to know that our feelings__hat vast range of fear, joy, grief, sorrow, rage, you name it__re incoherent in the immediacy of the moment. It is only with distance that we are able to turn our powers of observation on ourselves, thus fashioning stories in which we are characters
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In order to write a memoir, I__e sat still inside the swirling vortex of my own complicated history like a piece of old driftwood, battered by the sea. I__e waited__ometimes patiently, sometimes in despair__or the story under pressure of concealment to reveal itself to me. I__e been doing this work long enough to know that our feelings__hat vast range of fear, joy, grief, sorrow, rage, you name it__re incoherent in the immediacy of the moment. It is only with distance that we are able to turn our powers of observation on ourselves, thus fashioning stories in which we are characters
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