Why?
I hope you readers will forgive me if I wax a bit philosophical today. As I am writing this post (already a week late) on a made-up day (Feb.29), I felt it was a good time to delve into certain issues I have been having as of late with a particular Hollywood genre. This really does have to do with writing because I feel that whether you are writing the next great War and Peace or a saturday matinée filler movie, the writer should do his (or her) very best to ASK interesting questions. It’s not necessary to answer them as that is part of what reading does for us: allows us to ponder questions asked great and small and come up with our own answers.
Over the past 10 years or so, I have become more and more enamored of a certain sub-genre of horror films-that being the Zombie genre. Growing up I loved monsters such as Frankenstein, Wolfman and Dracula. I read the classics, watched the Universal films and later the Hammer movies as well and thoroughly accepted the premises that they put forth. HOWEVER, the one movie I never liked was the original Dawn of the Dead. I am certain that is paramount to sacrilege for a number of you but it just never made any sense to me. Two people walking in a graveyard and then the dead rise and there is the whole movie in a nutshell. No rhyme, no reason, they just get up and attack. And to be perfectly honest (a horrible phrase: should I be only somewhat honest?) that is pretty much the theme and plot of every Zombie movie since.
OK, this is starting to sound as if I dislike the genre, and I said I do like it. It’s true. tastes change, movie making evolves and especially since movies like Resident Evil (and all the following films in the franchise), Doomsday, Zombieland, Sean of the Dead, etc… I have really begun to enjoy and look forward to these forays into cinematic catastrophe.
There is a great TV show on AMC channel called The Walking Dead and I hope you watch it because it’s extremely good TV and it does illustrate the primary and glaringly obvious flaw (in my never-to-be-humble-opinion) that almost all Zombie and for that matter post-apocalyptic movies make. Why are we surviving? I realize that survival is at the heart of every one of these films, but really…WHY?: Because we are supposed to? Because we enjoy being chased by hordes of Undead? No! Survival is only a powerful goal IF we have a reason to survive!
Yes, staying alive is a goal unto itself but it shouldn’t be. We survive as a species because we have goals beyond food, water and shelter. We want comfort, friendship, success, all of these somewhat immaterial but emotionally and spiritually important ideals. If all we do is scrape by and claw everyone in front of us down so that we can be in front what is the point. And more importantly, in a film or book, I get really, really bored.
The Walking Dead stands as a great example of this question by using the feud between the two major male characters. The hero-Rick, wants to survive and make a home, a safe haven, for his family and for the group. So does the Anti-hero-Shane. However, here is where the two differ. Rick wants to stay the same man he was when the world fell to pieces. Be a good dad, a loving husband and to be these things by setting an example of how to live. A comment made by him in this weeks show shows this clearly when he says (and I am paraphrasing):
“We are probably going to have to kill this man. But I’m still going to take a night and think about it. Killing shouldn’t be easy.”
On the other hand, Shane is willing to kill strangers and even friends, to completely turn his back on the ethics and morals that he (supposedly) once held dear. And the interesting thing…He does that for exactly the same reasons as Rick. Two men, identical goals, two wildly divergent means of accomplishing them. That my friends is intriguing and interesting writing. It makes me want to watch the next episode. In a book, it makes me want to turn the page. If the final goal and prize for surviving a Zombie-fueled apocalyptic nightmare is simply to be able to run away again tomorrow, well then, you’ve lost the fight already.
And finally, just a nod to maybe the best movie out there that proves my point about having a reason to survive more than just the next breath. No Zombies but very post-apocalyptic. The Book of Eli. In my opinion (see the above never-to-be-humble remark), the best Denzel Washington movie out there. If you haven’t seen it, do yourself a favor, go watch a great union of writing, acting and storytelling. Most importantly, it asks questions and lets us decide what the answers are.