Well, there’s no problem. If you have a gun, shoot ‘em in the head. That’s a sure way to kill ‘em. If you don’t, get yourself a club or a torch. Beat ‘em or burn ‘em. They go up pretty easy.

It was George Romero’s 70th birthday on Wednesday, so the wife and I celebrated by watching Night of the Living Dead. The original 1968 version, of course. It’s strange how on his birthday we’re the ones who get such a nice present. Anyway, I really love watching old horror movies because, more than anything, they’re good for a laugh. We’re so used to trillion dollar budgets and CGI this and green-screen that nowadays that when we come across something archaic and raw like a movie from the 60s, it seems comical in comparison. And most times it is, but that’s really not the case with Night of the Living Dead.

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I was thinking about starting a ‘From the Vaults’ feature where once a month I would tell you all about a B movie treasure you simply must check out, but that’s an awfully lame name for such a feature, and I don’t exactly write about new movies anyway, so everything is from a vault of some kind, so to speak. So, no label. Just the usual strange and wonderful trip through celluloid city you’ve come to love and expect here. That being said, how does a sci-fi horror where a woman’s head is kept alive in the hopes that a fringe surgeon can give her a new body sound? If that sounds like a delicious piece of bad candy, you’re in luck, because that’s the 1962 classic The Brain That Wouldn’t Die!

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