Excellent: "Zombie in a Penguin Suit"

To cleanse the palate. HuffPo says this is the closest we’ll get to a Wes Anderson zombie film, but that’s not true. It’s tragic and comic but not twee. In reality, it’s the closest we’ll get to a Chaplin zombie film. There’s more heart and genuine pathos in six minutes here than there’s been in hours upon hours of the zombified “All My Children” that you and I know as “The Walking Dead,” so if you don’t mind a little gore (or a lot), give it a chance. It’s different.

Is this the next big thing in zombie movies, incidentally? Sympathy for flesh-eaters? Maybe it’s a metaphor for media coverage of OWS.