What then is this fascination which now operates through the images of madness? – Michel Foucault, “Madness and Civilization”
Why did love put a gun in my hand? Was it for redemption? Was it for revenge? Was it for the bottle? Was it for the ledge?
According to the pilot episode’s description: “A dysfunctional blended family is forced together when they realize the onset of the undead apocalypse is upon them.” Unfortunately, the series-premiere episode clearly does NOT put the fun in dysfunctional. Whether that means… Continue Reading →