Auditory Terror: “Are you there, PONTYPOOL? It’s me, Radio Zombie.”
Witnessing a horror broadcast from small town radio feels like a dreamy jump in the past. Forget that! AM radio is saturated with timely terror. Unchecked hate all alive and well, manipulated by right-wing trolls to rally the uneducated troops around political failures like Sarah Palin and the Iraq invasion. PONTYPOOL steps in when the zombie genre needed a boost of lo-fi charisma, thus Infection has and will continue to remain the theoretical mode of undead communication, so long as sci-fiction and sci-fact grapple with the inevitably of our familiar human apocalypse.
Growing out of a small town in frosty rural Canada, the PONTYPOOL flavor of zombism reeks of social collapse. Communication becomes the killer means for infection: madness, murder, feeding. For all those haters claiming the genre of the comeback corpse dies an unimaginative death at every new zombie book, movie, video game. Wrong. No. Het. Incorrect. Sorry, the zombie story is continually reborn in new mythologies thanks to directors like Bruce McDonald and writers like Tony Burgess.
5 of 5 undead radio DJs. Watch it, you damn zombie!
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