Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Forget everything you know about zombie movies

If you know nothing about zombie movies, learn as much as you can, then promptly forget everything you've learned. (The easiest way to forget, as I understand, is to have a friend drop a coconut on your head.)

After completing these steps, go look at the video stills of We Are Going to Eat You, a horror movie with equally horrifying production values, which was shot by my friend Psaur back in, as he notes, 1984 or 1985.

Now that's a zombie movie.

Ah, 1984 or 1985: Reagan had just begun his second term, or was a year into his second term. Pepsi was red-faced after burning Michael Jackson during a commercial shoot, or Coke had just released the disastrous New Coke. Clara Peller asked the nation: "Where's the Beef," or Microsoft released Windows 1.0. You remember 1984 or 1985.

A quick check on IMDB.com reveals no record of We Are Going to Eat You. Was it too controversial? Or is it not there because it was just a video shot by some 15 or 16-year old Long Island kids? Look at the stills and judge for yourself.

UPDATE: As Mo'sh points out in the comments, the film was shot on Super 8 film not video. And Mo'sh was involved, too. I was so transfixed by Psaur's enormous zombie head that I forgot it was an ensemble piece. You can see more stills on Psaur's home page: Don't Parade in My Rain.

1 comment:

MO'SH said...

Actually, we choose the medium of film, not video, for our zombie spectacular. Super 8 specifically. After months of planning and debating, we decided that since we already had a Super 8 camera, and didn't even know video cameras were commercially available (they were and they cost around $8,000), we would paint our bingo ink-drenched portrait of the undead with film. I'm thinking of showing the film on the festival and filmhouse circuit, and so have decided against a DVD release at the present time.

Actually, I need a bulb for my projector. So, as of know, the film is a lost classic due to my frugality and sloth.

Thanks, Brian, for highlighting this important film in the annals of Long Island cinema.

Move over, Hal Hartley!