by Jim Ridley
Here's more proof that Lone Wolf Body Art majordomo and horror filmmaker Ben Dixon's festival has stepped up its gruesome game. This year's scheduled roster includes makeup wizard Tom Savini; actors Robert Carradine (Revenge of the Nerds — hey, it scared us), Tom Atkins (star of 12 Hours of Terror favorite Night of the Creeps), Tony Todd (Candyman), Camille Keaton (I Spit on Your Grave), Leslie Easterbrook (The Devil's Rejects) and Kelly Lintz (The Hunger Games); wrestlers Jerry "The King" Lawler and Diamond Dallas Page; and a small army of visiting tattoo artists and vendors. (Oh yeah — and a guest of honor who's got Gold's pulse racing over at Nashville Cream.)
No ticket information at the moment — so back to the subject of The Walking Dead. I'm glad the show has become one long study in the disintegration of society, something last week's episode seemed to accelerate by removing the show's unwavering voice of liberal humanism. (Whether that voice was a needed conscience or an irrelevant nuisance has been one of the show's most interesting ambiguities.) I also like that the zombies have become a kind of wildlife, turning up with surreal matter-of-factness in the landscape. In some ways, it's a better version of The Road than the movie version of The Road.