The living dead are once again fascinating in the tatters of their previous lives: They're cheerleaders, punks, crones, side by side with people so rotted you can't quite tell what they were. In Land of the Dead, humans have learned to distract them with fireworks. They send them up from their tank, and the zombies stop in their tracks, rapt like small children. As the ghouls evolve toward humanity and the humans toward ghouldom, we can appreciate Romero for using horror to show us How We Live Now, and How We're Living Dead now, too.
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