fuckin superb you funky little lesbian

remember the movie they made for that book? how some dipshit studio exec decided that their viewers are fucking morons before they are anything else, so it needed to be a big summer blockbuster movie with a bajillion dollar budget and brad pitt and cgi "fast" style zombies and stupid decisions that exist solely to make action sequences happen and the requisite michael-bay-esque fellating of the military so they could play with their toys and a fucking prerequisite pepsi product placement so brad pitt can photogenically chug a can of soda before wandering over to give ol' Uncle Sam the know-how to mop all these zombie varmints up in like three weeks, tops, god bless america what the fuck is a kilometer

and naturally this resulted in a drastically inferior product that happens, by grandest coincidence, to share a few character names and even a title with a much better book; but otherwise the two bear no similarity to each other

but consider for a moment a film version of World War Z that stayed truer to the text, perhaps a sort of documentary/anthology mashup with no summer release, with no obligation to "put the money on the screen" to appeal to more people to sell more tickets, with no need to rush things along lest they lose the audience's attention, because everyone involved in this film knows who they're making it for, and trusts those people to follow along with the story they're telling

The cosmic horror and the social commentary of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre fold together like two clasped hands. Much of the sense of cosmic horror and social commentary were probably accidental byproducts, but not wholly unintentional because there is no way to detach from either and there are some clear touchstones for both. And the extrapolation of these into more complex ideas is 100% attributing a degree of artistic intent which we know on record could not have existed. Too much of the movie was improvised in the moment due to low budget. Too much exists because everyone was physically and psychologically exhausted due to the miserable working conditions.

But it's such a good read on the final product. Everything from the seemingly undead grandpa to the blood symbol on the van to the sunspots for opening credits to the proto industrial score from Tobe Hooper fits so nicely into that theme, the rest of it falls into place. The heat, the nightime sequence, madness as the conclusion. It's wonderful, and when you understand the incomprehensibly vast monster is the USA itself, I think it's a way of making it understandable to a non-horror fan like it never has been before.

However the drunk guys are also drinking, and eventually she can't afford to buy another pitcher for the table so she can't keep up the ever-full beer glass trick. At this point she has to resort to setting up the pool trick shot that she's never seen anyone but her boyfriend pull off, and says she'll leave with whoever manages the shot first.

1. Do not do age verification.

Oh no I dropped my link, what a horrible thing! Sure hope this doesn't get reblogged until it reaches users from the UK and Brazil!