Monday, April 11, 2011

Review: Drag - As Good As Smoke After a Meal

When Stephen King recommends a movie, you watch it right? I don’t think I was going to watch Let Me In. I really didn’t want to watch it because I had seen Let the Right One in and was put off by the concept of an American version of a classic (classic even though it’s barely a few years old)being remade quite so soon. [REC] and Quarantine did the same thing a few years ago and I still haven’t forgiven Quarantine or the folks who thought that was a good idea. Stephen gave us his blessing though. He told us to watch it. We watched it. He was absolutely right.

Before I watched Let Me In I watched Drag, and of course he was right about that too. Also right about Clive Barker and probably about his son. I can’t wait to see what they do with the TV show the Walking Dead. I loved the comic book which at first felt like a knock off of 28 Days Later and then transformed itself into a true character story. Probably why it’s so successful on television and why the Kings of Horror (corny eh?) will be contributing. We didn’t come here to talk about Walking Dead, 28 Days Later or any vampire flicks you may or may not be hip enough to watch. We’re here to talk about Drag.

Drag, Mark Pavia’s short, has recently been taking the internet by storm. Stephen King leant his endorsement to this one and started the YouTube generation on a frenzy. Why is it so gosh darn good and why do audiences continue to rave? It’s not just King’s endorsement that’s pushing the public.

From the first moments of this short film you know that it can’t possibly end well. Something is wrong in River City. Obviously zombies. People are armed and they’re killing at will. Case in point, the protagonist in Drag comes across a perfectly healthy anti-zombie, gun toter and offs the mofo. Fires a gun into the fucker’s chest and then proceeds to set him up on a stretcher with which she then drags (there’s the title) her victim across endless fields and wooded arenas, defending him against hungry undead for… for what? To what end? To feed her family (we will stop there and force you to watch the short film ya lazy bastards). That’s your basic synopsis and if you don’t like it drag yourself to another poorly written blog.

Back to the Drag: You’d all do the same. I’m quite sure that if you could stomach murder in a post-apocalyptic society you’d kill for the ones you love for whatever reason was necessary. Like Shaun of the Dead before Drag, this film is a love story first, zombie movie second and well done amateur job last. The reason you love Walking Dead is because it is about characters. No matter how much we (that’s the royal we that refers to the horror geeks/dorks/fan folk etc) love zombies and blood and guts and gore… they don’t (you know who they are). They love characters and romance and the human condition which is what you get in Walking Dead and Shaun of the Dead and what you get in Drag. It’s really what you get in any zombie picture worth its weight in brains. It’s why you love Romero, right? It takes a keen eye or well versed horror nut to get the bigger picture for a good percentage of zed flicks.

Enjoy Drag because it’s a love story. Not necessarily Valentine’s Day or Anniversary material, but it’s got heart (and the teeth marks to prove it).

-Dr. Terror

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