
As if George A. Romero needs more medals on his mantle, his newest zombie ode SURVIVAL OF THE DEAD holds the lone distinction of being the only horror film in competition at the Venice Film Festival.
Well, at least not since 1932, in which the inaugural film fest bestowed the best picture and acting award to Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and its costar Fredric March.
And if any zombie film, or any horror flick for that matter is going to scoop a prize, it would have to be in the vein of the often politically charged sub-textual statements Romero’s films encourage. His films are more than JUST gore and carnage, there’s usually more there, there.
Also, Romero is no longer tethered to studio obligations (Universal’s LAND OF THE DEAD), he’s financed his latest foray into the macabre completely independently. As a hopeful result, Romero may have lost the shackles and found a freedom to express some of the things that may have been skirted in the interest of broad appeal.
All I know is, I’m damn glad the man is back to basics, and I sure as hell can’t wait to see what he does with underwater zombies (please give me a Fulci ZOMBIE homage. Please!)













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