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Land of the Dead

Today's opening day for the long awaited and much anticipated fourth installment in George Romero's infamous zombie serial,with the release of Land of the Dead . The reviews are in and so far, the movie appears to live up to, if not exceed Romero's formidable reputation as a master B-horror-filmmaker.

One of the enormous pleasures of genre filmmaking is watching great directors push against form and predictability, as Mr. Romero does brilliantly in "Land of the Dead." One thing is for sure: You won't go home hungry. [. . .] It has extremely intense zombie violence with the usual buckets of blood.
The godfather of the modern zombie flick shows us how it's done right: With fleet pacing, well-timed shocks and a stealthy satiric edge. [. . .] the work of a master.
Zombies of the world unite! [. . .] You have nothing to lose but your . . . toes, spines, and heads.
Mr. Romero [. . . is] still a master of gallows humor and spooky images.

See you at the movies!

Cheers-thanks-alot . . .

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Tim said…
YAY, I cant wait to see it.
6/24/2005 9:12 AM
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