I ducked behind a garbage can and held my breath. Across the street I could see that Chris had gotten himself completely surrounded. He raised his weak little arms and begged for mercy. The horde didn’t hesitate. A zombie dressed as Ronald McDonald grabbed him by the head and an undead flesh eater dressed like a blushing bride with half her jaw ripped off, held his arms back. Chris tried to scream and all that slipped from his lips was a girlish little whimper “Help me Justin..." I looked away and didn't look back till the screaming stopped.
The film of the day for me was the pseudo zombie-er Brain Dead. I went in with zero expectation and stepped out unsurprised. The plot is uninspired (A bunch of people get trapped in a cabin and are attacked by a couple of alien zombie type things), and the characters are either aggravating (The smart-ass hero) to annoying (The By-The-Books Butch Lesbian) with nothing in between. It's gives the audience a bad case of the "Why won't they all just die" decease. Kevin S. Tenney’s (of ‘Night of the Demons’ and ‘Witchboard’ fame) direction is pleasantly polished, but he still runs into some weird pacing problems that make the whole jaunt feel like it lasts three hours. If you’re in it for the fun gore, forget it, everything worthwhile was included in the trailer. Just go and watch that again.
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