|Zombies on the move.|
Complete with dry ice fog along the main route, creepy funny 80s synth retro music and traffic signs that warned, "Zombies Ahead," "This is NOT a drill!" and "Hide Your Brains," the zombie parade has grown every year since its inception four years ago.
|Zombies don't photograph as |
themselves on camera phones.
Popular zombie costumes included flannel-wearing farmers, beauty queens, brides, and military personnel with faux water guns that undoubtedly made the large police presence there twitchy. More exotic garb such as Where's Waldo and Colonel Sanders made more indivdual zombie fashion statements. Always political, this year some zombies carried Occupy signs ("Occupy My Brain").
Zombies are family-friendly. I passed the same zombie mother several times carrying her two or so year old kid (also zombified) and each time, she growled at me. Later I saw a crowd of zombies and babies stopping in at Starbucks for a java break (being undead can be wearing -- a little caffeine keeps your stagger perky and your groan ghoulish).
At a stop light, several zombies knocked on the glass of a shiny Lexus, inspiring the nervous smile on the driver within. Drivers caught unaware of the event spent some time waiting for the undead to stumble by. Zombies mid brain snack are not to be rushed in their evening constitutional.
|Zombie pile by AFI|
Many zombies ended the evening at the AFI theater for a showing of "Dead Snow," a Norwegian zombie movie featuring zombie Nazis. I suspect some returned to the bars from whence they came, warming their rotting corpses before the walk. A fair portion of zombies smelled more of beer and cigarettes than decaying flesh.
The photos turned out less than fabulous (shaky hands in the dark), but they give you a flavor of this fine event.
|Zombie having an idea. I'm pretty sure|
I've danced with him before.
|Zombies like huge fluffy white dogs|
Hide your brains!