A little disappointing. Romero has one of the wittiest eyes of all horror directors, and I was hoping for some very sharp social satire. There was some, but perhaps this seam is exhausted.

The apocalyptic side of me thinks that the collective unconscious is aware of what is coming, and the recent upsurge of interest in zombie movies is writing on the wall. But it’s a beautiful morning outside, so I’m not going to think about that too much.