Dawn of the Dead

Informationen zum Autor George A. Romero is a legendary American filmmaker and screenwriter whose fifteen directorial credits include the horror classics Night of the Living Dead (1968), Dawn of the Dead (1978), and Day of the Dead (1985). The New York Times named Dawn of the Dead as one of "The Best 1,000 Movies Ever Made." Klappentext A handful of survivors find refuge at a local mall. They realize that a mall is the perfect place to sit out the end of the world and even begin to enjoy themselves. But before long! the zombies start to find their way in. Dawn of the Dead 1 Sleep did not come easily to Francine Parker. It was a struggle every night to block out the events of the day and the memories of the past that kept up their pounding conflict within her head. Now, as she slept, the expression of anguish on her face belied any sweet dreams. At twenty-three, she was slender, and very attractive. After her divorce, she had traded in her glasses for contacts, her brown hair for silver blonde, and her extra twenty-five pounds of pasta, chocolate cake and domesticity for a knockout figure. It was a comic dream she was having now, really. If she were awake, she would have laughed at its inherent symbolism—she was tied to the kitchen sink, her arms elbow deep in soap suds, and her ex-husband Charlie was kissing her neck. Finally, the buzzing sounds of voices, electronic hums and general bustle of a frantic television studio in the throes of a national disaster impinged upon the ludicrous plight of the housewife, and Francine started to wake up. In her confusion, she couldn’t place where she was—and then she remembered: she was Ms. Francine Parker, assistant station manager, WGON-TV. She was no longer Mrs. Charles Parker, III, housewife at nineteen, bored at twenty-one. In the two years since her divorce, she had really made strides, but now was not the time for self-congratulation, not with a national emergency on their hands. Suddenly, Fran lurched forward into strong waiting arms. Her long hair hung in greasy strands about her sweaty face. Her jeans and blouse, which she had been wearing for days, were creased and molded to her body and gave off a distinct odor of perspiration. She had been sitting against the wall, covered by an old overcoat. “You OK?” a voice entered her fog. Fran stared at the young man, and for a minute she couldn’t place him. She was shaking and speechless. “The shit’s really hitting the fan,” said the young man, whom she finally recognized as the copy boy, Tony. His dark hair was tousled, and his olive complexion was streaked with grime and perspiration. Yet, he calmly moved on to the other sleeping forms on the floor, shaking them awake just as gently as he had Fran. The whine of the voices grew louder and took on definition. Fran realized that the sounds were being broadcast, over a monitor. Still unable to shake herself out of the foolish dream, she looked about. At the far end of the room around the monitor there was a commotion. Small electronic shapes, moving with the awkwardness of stick figures, argued emotionally. All around, people were exhausted and disheveled; however, they managed to buzz frantically about. “What’s making it happen? What the hell difference does it make what’s making it happen,” said Sidney Berman defiantly, his frizzy black-haired head bobbing up and down rhythmically. His face was flushed—this wasn’t the type of problem, such as how to stop losing your hair, that was often discussed on his well-known morning talk show. This was a matter of life and death. Boy, he marveled, almost every set in the nation tuned to this channel. He wondered what his ratings were now. “Yes, but that’s . . .” Dr. James Foster said calmly, his bes...

Produktdetails

• Autoren: George Romero, George A. Romero
• Verlag: Simon & Schuster USA
• Sprache: Englisch
• Produktform: Taschenbuch
• Erschienen: 26.05.2015
• EAN: 9781476791838
• ISBN: 978-1-4767-9183-8
• Seiten: 384
• Thema: Belletristik > Erzählende Literatur