Perhaps by domesticating the zombie, the creators of The Walking Dead have inadvertently stumbled upon the new cutting edge of horror. It's no longer a supernatural or extra-terrestrial invasion or any sort of "evil other."
The Governor is preparing chains for a torture chamber, presumably for Michonne. And was it just me, or is the Governor totally getting off on the idea right before the opening credits?
Finding myself offed by the world's greatest search engine, I began to wonder how they'd ended up sending me to an untimely grave.
This week's episode of "The Walking Dead" was a refreshing departure from the Prison vs. Woodbury plot line -- in fact, it avoided both of those locations all togehter -- and turned a run for supplies into a four-character story that could hold our attention for 42 minutes.
Here are a few things we know for certain after the last few episodes: Tom Waits is permanently on our collective zombie-apocalypse playlist, watching a zombie get curbed on a rock is brutal, and no one who flirts with Carol makes it out alive.
"The Walking Dead" returned this week to deal with the aftermath of the Governor's attack and a frustrated Andrea's even more frustrating conflict of interest.
What would it look like if we all decided to a little more for healing with all of the same ingenuity and bravery that has been brought to war? And if we chose not to, don't the bad guys win?
There is room for so much hope for the Syrian refugees. If we harness the creative, intellectual, and emotional capital latent in their populations and if we commit as an international community to support them through their darkest hour, their children will grow up beautifully and well.
After a slow and steady midseason premiere last week, "The Walking Dead" picked up the pace in this week's episode, which starts and ends with a quickly deteriorating Rick Grimes looking through a fence, afraid of what's on the other side.
Now in its third season, the post-apocalyptic drama series has garnered dozens of hugely popular YouTube parodies and take-offs since its debut.
Andrea and Woodbury's resident nerd go outside to greet the town, who is now in desperate need for some leadership. Homeboy fails miserably at calming the crowd, but Andrea delivers an inspirational address like she's been writing stump speeches in her spare time.
Not only is The Walking Dead the most-watched drama series on basic cable, American society has gone zombie-mad! Instead of a population of nerds like me watching late night zombie flicks on the Sci-Fi channel, now large swaths of the population are soaking up the living dead.
Jonathan Levine's Warm Bodies won the weekend box-office race for a couple of reasons. It's a romantic comedy that works, for one thing. For another, it's a smart reworking of Romeo and Juliet.
I don't know the pain of a refugee -- I tried to express it on The Walking Dead, but it was all make-believe. I do know what sexual violence feels like, I know the seeds of fear that root in the marrow of one's bones, I know the horror of powerlessness.
This is my fear about America in a nutshell: Are we feeling so alienated from one another that we see the other as zombie-like and worthless? That is, not deserving of compassion, a voice in the political process, or even life?