Zombies Don’t Need Jesus
Nothing is more penitential than wearing another man’s glasses, but the discomfort is all the worse when what we see is not what we expect it to be.
Take the zombie for instance. The fright of this fictional creature is in the fact that we have before our eyes a human body with no human soul. It is grotesque not simply because the artist always seems to entertain us with some vile liquid or puss flowing from this hole or that, but because we know that we are not seeing what we should.
It is a half human, a partial creature, an