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.
I had enough of a story churning in my head that combined all the elements of the day__he interview, the concert, the after-party__ private session__hen he put his guitar away and asked me if I had ever experimented with homosexuality. Talk about unexpected segues. Letting him know that I had not and wasn__ about to, I successfully changed the subject by asking him to give me a condensed account about traveling to Mississippi in search of Bukka White.
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I had enough of a story churning in my head that combined all the elements of the day__he interview, the concert, the after-party__ private session__hen he put his guitar away and asked me if I had ever experimented with homosexuality. Talk about unexpected segues. Letting him know that I had not and wasn__ about to, I successfully changed the subject by asking him to give me a condensed account about traveling to Mississippi in search of Bukka White.
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