I was starting to think about a memory as I was listening to the soundtrack of Day of the Death (1985). I think back to 2010, during the month of October when I was watching all of the Romero zombie movies with my favorite uncle. In the moment, you don't contemplate that this is the last October you'll watch zombie movies with someone you consider one of the closest people in your life. But even still, my other uncle (his brother), who wasn't often over with us during "movie watching nights", just happened to be over when we were both watching Day of the Dead. I'll never forget it. Let's just say he wasn't accustomed to seeing the graphic violence and hearing the language so prevalent in this film! It was quite an experience. He was rather docile really. One uncle would die of kidney cancer that eventually spread to his brain while the other died of Alzheimer's. They're gone, but I can listen to Harrison's score (this guy is seriously underrated!) for Day of the Dead and that evening of zombies, guts, shouting, hopelessness, and rage with them comes right back all vivid and alive in the mind. I just wish I could have that night one more time...
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