In 1985’s “Day of the Dead,” the final and least watchable of George Romero’s zombie trilogy, the undead outnumber the living by 400,000 to 1, and the odds grow worse every day. But at an underground lab in Florida, a mad scientist has made a small discovery. The zombies get no nourishment whatsoever from human meat and, in fact, lack the ability to even digest it. What propels them, perhaps, is an echo of their previous lives as insatiable consumers.
Lording over his chained subjects moaning in the basement, the bemused Dr. Logan is convinced he knows how to manage the hordes, so numerous now that there’s just not enough ammo left to kill them all. As the skull-less brain stem of former commandant Major Hooper twitches and throbs on a blood-drenched gurney – “He’s been a lot more help to us now than he was before” – Logan says the rotting ambulatory carnivores can be trained to behave so long as that behavior is rewarded. Yeah, OK, granted (we learn later), a diet of human entrails is the reward. But, cautions Logan, keep your eye on the ball: The goal is to reward mindless repetition. Repetition = predictability = control.
Three weeks after the big bang from former Intelligence Community official David Grusch, reverb from his single-sourced allegations that the U.S. government has recovered, unlawfully concealed, and potentially exploited multiple nonhuman vehicles continue to shake plaster off the walls. They even knocked the dust off dormant images from “Day of the Dead” and I’m not really sure why. There are many things I don’t understand lately, but some mysteries are more confounding than others.
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