stoogeWent and saw Night of the Living Dead w kid and friends at Cinema du Parc. I confess I had never seen it before and it’s a starkly effective movie still. Interesting to think about how shocking it was in 1968 - it’s not exactly a documentary style film, but it has an unadorned realism that doesn’t ask you to suspend a lot of disbelief. The kids were engaged, if not utterly horrified. The sound design is fucking awesome, by someone named Richard Lococo, and I wish I could find what kind of echo device he used because whatever it is is all over this movie and it’s mesmerizing. I spent a good chunk of the movie annoyed with most of the characters, and it’s only on reflection now that I realize Ben was only able to behave with such composure in the face of this erosion of human reality because, for a Black man in America, such existential violence has always been lurking around the corner, the whole world’s already infested with ghouls. When we got home I remembered this thing from a few years ago, where Yamantaka // Sonic Titan did an original score for the movie, which I am now watching:
