The Return of the Living Dead
October 26th 2010 23:26
There is a die-hard legion out there who adore this 80s rule-breaker. The Return of the Living Dead (1985) may appear dated now, but it still works well, mostly due to its brisk pace, referential humour and cheesy punk-rock-pop soundtrack.
Freddy (Thom Matthews) is the new stock-boy at the Uneeda medical supplies warehouse. Frank (James Karen) acts like his uncle, showing him the ropes, making bad jokes, then takes him down to the basement to show him the real deal: large canisters containing zombified infected corpses in a dead limbo. Apparently Night of the Living Dead (1968) really happened.
Frank kicks one of the military designed canisters just to prove how safe they are. It ruptures spraying the very toxic Trioxin 2-4-5 fumes into their faces, knocking them unconscious. When they come to, the corpse has escaped from the canister. And they are sick as dogs.
Meanwhile a motley crew of punk rockers and new wavers are on the hunt for some serious fun. They end up at the local Resurrection Cemetery (aptly named, of course). They’ll get their fun of course, they’ll be chokin’ on it.
So the bumbling idiots who re-awakened this ghoulish mess, with the aid of mortician Ernie(the very hammy Don Calfa) and warehouse manager Burt (Clu Gulager), they try and clean the mess up by dismembering and incinerating the remains. The toxic smoke causes acid rain to fall over the cemetery. And wahey! It’s party time for the undead!
Writer and director Dan O’Bannon (he wrote the original Alien storyline and acted in John Carpenter’s Dark Star) knows his material well, yet he’s not interested in a serious horror, he’s just serious about screwing with it. The end result is a highly mischievous comedy. But rather than the stylized post-modern comedies like Scream (1996) or the self-conscious gag-a-minute histrionics of Scary Movie (2000), The Return of the Living Dead has the characters playing for real, with the cinema audience aware of the comedy of the situation.
Originally to be directed by Tobe Hooper using a script by O’Bannon, but Hooper dropped out to direct the risible Lifeforce (1985). The production values are quite low compared to some horror flicks (much of the exterior action, especially in the graveyard, is shot on sound stages), and there is less-than-convincing animatronic effects which now days would be CGIed. It’s not that goriest of flicks either, especially up against any of your pasta zombie flicks, let alone Romero’s Dead series. But there are some crunchy-squelchy bits from time to time, particularly icky is the zombie Tarman and his unctuous call “Braaaaaiiinnsss!”
Matt Clifford’s rousing score, full of classic ominous riffs and chord progressions, fits very well with the movie’s severed tongue in cheek tone. Additionally are numerous “punk-rock-pop” tunes from the likes of Billy Idol, The Cramps and The Damned, as well as other lesser-known outfits such as TSOL and 45 Grave.
Most memorable of all is Linnea Quigley’s role as Trash, the punk rockin’ necromantic; “Like, what would be the most horrible way to die? For me the worst way would be for a bunch of old men to get around me and start biting and eating me alive.” Her striptease in the moonlight on top of a tombstone puts her into the horror movie hall of infamy.
The Return of the Living Dead is strictly B-movie fare, but it’s dressed up to party, no doubt about that, and partay it does. “Send more paramedics …. Send more cops.”
Made and released now, today’s radically cynical and presumptuous movie audience would probably find it too cheesy, too simplistic, and not nearly unconvincing enough. Yet its sheer naivety is what transcends it. Plus, it cheekily plays with Romero’s zombie conventions, such as having the zombies able to run rather than shuffle (and this was years before 28 Days Later), and they can’t be killed by a shot to the head or dismemberment.
The movie spawned several super-low-rent sequels, which shouldn’t be approached at all. While not as sophisticated in its humour or special effects as Shaun of the Dead (2004), nor as outrageous or over-the-top as Braindead (1991), it clearly amuses and enthralls at just the right feverish pitch to provide horror-lite fans with puh-lenty of no-frills undead mischief.
Here's one of the original trailers in classic 80s mold:
And for the diehard brainlovin' misfits ....
Freddy (Thom Matthews) is the new stock-boy at the Uneeda medical supplies warehouse. Frank (James Karen) acts like his uncle, showing him the ropes, making bad jokes, then takes him down to the basement to show him the real deal: large canisters containing zombified infected corpses in a dead limbo. Apparently Night of the Living Dead (1968) really happened.
Frank kicks one of the military designed canisters just to prove how safe they are. It ruptures spraying the very toxic Trioxin 2-4-5 fumes into their faces, knocking them unconscious. When they come to, the corpse has escaped from the canister. And they are sick as dogs.
Meanwhile a motley crew of punk rockers and new wavers are on the hunt for some serious fun. They end up at the local Resurrection Cemetery (aptly named, of course). They’ll get their fun of course, they’ll be chokin’ on it.
So the bumbling idiots who re-awakened this ghoulish mess, with the aid of mortician Ernie(the very hammy Don Calfa) and warehouse manager Burt (Clu Gulager), they try and clean the mess up by dismembering and incinerating the remains. The toxic smoke causes acid rain to fall over the cemetery. And wahey! It’s party time for the undead!
Writer and director Dan O’Bannon (he wrote the original Alien storyline and acted in John Carpenter’s Dark Star) knows his material well, yet he’s not interested in a serious horror, he’s just serious about screwing with it. The end result is a highly mischievous comedy. But rather than the stylized post-modern comedies like Scream (1996) or the self-conscious gag-a-minute histrionics of Scary Movie (2000), The Return of the Living Dead has the characters playing for real, with the cinema audience aware of the comedy of the situation.
Originally to be directed by Tobe Hooper using a script by O’Bannon, but Hooper dropped out to direct the risible Lifeforce (1985). The production values are quite low compared to some horror flicks (much of the exterior action, especially in the graveyard, is shot on sound stages), and there is less-than-convincing animatronic effects which now days would be CGIed. It’s not that goriest of flicks either, especially up against any of your pasta zombie flicks, let alone Romero’s Dead series. But there are some crunchy-squelchy bits from time to time, particularly icky is the zombie Tarman and his unctuous call “Braaaaaiiinnsss!”
Matt Clifford’s rousing score, full of classic ominous riffs and chord progressions, fits very well with the movie’s severed tongue in cheek tone. Additionally are numerous “punk-rock-pop” tunes from the likes of Billy Idol, The Cramps and The Damned, as well as other lesser-known outfits such as TSOL and 45 Grave.
Most memorable of all is Linnea Quigley’s role as Trash, the punk rockin’ necromantic; “Like, what would be the most horrible way to die? For me the worst way would be for a bunch of old men to get around me and start biting and eating me alive.” Her striptease in the moonlight on top of a tombstone puts her into the horror movie hall of infamy.
The Return of the Living Dead is strictly B-movie fare, but it’s dressed up to party, no doubt about that, and partay it does. “Send more paramedics …. Send more cops.”
Made and released now, today’s radically cynical and presumptuous movie audience would probably find it too cheesy, too simplistic, and not nearly unconvincing enough. Yet its sheer naivety is what transcends it. Plus, it cheekily plays with Romero’s zombie conventions, such as having the zombies able to run rather than shuffle (and this was years before 28 Days Later), and they can’t be killed by a shot to the head or dismemberment.
The movie spawned several super-low-rent sequels, which shouldn’t be approached at all. While not as sophisticated in its humour or special effects as Shaun of the Dead (2004), nor as outrageous or over-the-top as Braindead (1991), it clearly amuses and enthralls at just the right feverish pitch to provide horror-lite fans with puh-lenty of no-frills undead mischief.
Here's one of the original trailers in classic 80s mold:
And for the diehard brainlovin' misfits ....
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