Another themenight down, offset by half a year from Halloween, on another fun holiday transplanted over pagan weirdness and made possible through the dissemination of candy. Eostre; Easter; that magical time when Jeezuz crawls outta the cave, sees its shadow, and there’s six more weeks of winter.

Which of course happened. The temperature plummeted from seventy to thirty in the span of a few hours, bringing along snow and freezing rain; still, 216 people showed up for ZombieNight. So that was cool.

Of course, we did have that celebrity guest.

Granted: that makes no sense. Well—obviously, to some; the judeochristine messiah thing couldn’t by definition die, even for a weekend. More importantly, it was never in any canonicalish mythology a zombie; it was more of a vampire. But, it’s the twenty-first century, in which lazy thinkaboutitism is way better than [pfft] education and research, somehow making Y’shua bin Romero synonymous with Lazarus.

But—and this is the part few people ever realise—RHPS is in fact a livingdead film. In the sense that it’s Frankenstien. With bad music and a bookline of dialogue too stupid for even MST3K to assault. And possibly a bit of early quantum junkscience: an audiovibratory physiomolecular transport device—speedy thing goes in; speedy thing comes out. Still, you’ve got Abby Normal lurching out of a freezer to whimper that half his brain was donated to some biomechanical RealDoll before being killed back to death and served up with celery; that’s a livingdead film. Even if it’s slightly less watchable without augmented commentary than Hot Wax Zombies on Wheels or Slave Girls from beyond Infinity. Marginally.

Not the point. Whatever the point is. Possibly that, though $3.99 per unit, HappyMeals outsell the Gross National Product of the Russian Tea Room. Not because there’s anything good about them; simply because garsh they’re fun and who gives a damn. And so Y’shua bin Laden gets molested from an ekimmu of a vampire into a McZombie of a revenant.

Don’t mind me; I just know stuff.

Shoddy taxonomy aside, the show went well. Which leads to another point. The show being currently monthly, yet outselling other midnight films by at minimum 100%, there’s been more serious chatter about going biweekly with the thing. As of now, the plan is to add midmonth shows as early as August, and October is all but guaranteed to have two or three separate showings. Presuming that each of those shows does as well as each monthly show to date, that should solidify the new schedule, and lead to discussions of a weekly show again. Though that’s plotted out into 2012, simply because the cinema are running about three months ahead of showtimes in setting up the playlist. So, for now, be ready to raid the sofacushions for spare change to get into this thing twice a month later this year; it’s likely to happen.

First, we’ve got a month to kill. The next show’s on the twenty-seventh, starting out front [where it shouldn't be raining ice on people next time] around eleven. See you then….