Last weekend I ended up ranting about the wheelbarrow scene in the original Dawn of the Dead, and how good it was. The remake has it (and everything else about the original movie, for that matter) spattered messily across multiple characters and scenes, though (entertainingly) one of the scenes in question is Max Headroom dying of a zombie bite. "N-n-n-n-n-n-n-nooo it m-makes p-p-p-p-perfect sense to lock me this room with an overexcited m-m-m-m-make-up artist." It's kind of a teenage date movie, starring a cheap-rent Una Thurman-a-like blood-spattered blonde, some rapper being socially relevant and Ving Rhames in a comedy moustache, and a whole crowd of just-plain-folks-lahk-us, aw shucks. They played Christina Aguillera to us while we were waiting for it to start. The whole room was full of the sound of goths in silent pain.
In the end I bought Subway and Labyrinth in the HMV sale. So, who wants my old VHS of Labyrinth, then?
In other news, holy crap, that must look pretty strange.
