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		<title>Goodbye, Mr. Romero</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Matt Suwak]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2024 17:37:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>This begins back in the days when video rental stores were the Mecca of cutting-edge home entertainment. People spent an hour or two wandering the aisles deciding on what movie they were going to watch. We glanced over covers and read sun-bleached cases hoping to find the perfect film to watch. The clerks in these stores were film critics gladly offering their guidance when navigating these hallowed halls&#8230; er, shelves. I remember the first movie I rented by myself. I [&#8230;]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This begins back in the days when video rental stores were the Mecca of cutting-edge home entertainment. People spent an hour or two wandering the aisles deciding on what movie they were going to watch. We glanced over covers and read sun-bleached cases hoping to find the perfect film to watch. The clerks in these stores were film critics gladly offering their guidance when navigating these hallowed halls&#8230; er, shelves.</p>
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<p>I remember the first movie I rented by myself.</p>
<p>I was nine-years-old with four dollars to my name and I was intent on renting something I shouldn&#8217;t watch and snacking some candy I shouldn&#8217;t eat.</p>
<p>Naturally I wandered the horror section and, based entirely off the package alone, I chose <i>Creepshow 2. </i>The snack of choice was Milk Duds.</p>
<p>The clerk at the counter looked at me quizzically, switched his glance to the film, then looked back at me. He shrugged and, I swear to God, said to me, &#8220;Good luck, man, I shit my pants watching this.&#8221;</p>
<p>With trepidation I waited at home until it was dark out and everybody was in bed. Sneaking into the living room I popped the VHS into the VCR. I muted the volume and raised it one click at a time until I could hear it but nobody else could. With discretion I opened the Milk Duds, and sat on the ground with my eyes peeled to the screen.</p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t shit my pants, but that movie changed my life.</p>
<p>George A. Romero passed away July 16th. An icon in Hollywood and the world of horror, he effectively spawned the entire zombie genre. No doubt you&#8217;ll be bombarded with the details of his professional achievements and the enthusiasm he had for his craft in coming days.</p>
<p style="width: 300px; padding: 05px; margin: 10px 0px 10px 10px; background-color: #f7f0f2; font-size: 20pt; float: right; line-height: 1.2;"><em><b>&#8220;Romero had a quote saying, &#8220;Nothing&#8217;s ever real until it&#8217;s real.&#8221; I was struck by lightning. It&#8217;s a simple, powerful truth. Inaction gets us nowhere, it says, so stop fucking around and get to work.&#8221;</b></em></p>
<p>I mean, the guy had a film career that started back in 1968. He was one of the first Hollywood directors to cast a black man as a lead actor and distinguished his career by weaving sharp-witted social satire into films laden with horror and gore. <i>Creepshow </i>and <i>Creepshow 2</i> featured stories written by Stephen King, but Romero is best known for his &#8220;&#8230; <i>of the Dead</i>&#8221; films.</p>
<p>But, again, you&#8217;ll read about all of these things in the coming days. There&#8217;s no discounting the enormous impact he had in the entertainment world, but it&#8217;s the mark he made on individuals that stands out to me as what&#8217;s truly significant.</p>
<p>Big-name writers and directors like Robert Kirkman and John Carpenter cite Romero as a major influence in their careers. Quentin Tarantino said that the &#8220;A&#8221; in George A. Romero stood for &#8220;A fucking genius&#8221;.</p>
<p>Even Mister Rogers himself was a fan of Romero, saying that <i>Night of the Living Dead </i>was a lot of fun to watch. Romero had directed some of the early segments for <i>Mister Rogers Neighborhood</i> and claimed that these were the scariest films of his career because he was terrified of messing something up.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s the thing I&#8217;m afraid will be overlooked in Romero&#8217;s death. It&#8217;s so easy to get lost in the details of his influence and his work, but George A. Romero was a human being. He died in his sleep surrounded by loved ones, listening to the soundtrack of one of his favorite films.</p>
<p>Romero had a quote saying, &#8220;Nothing&#8217;s ever real until it&#8217;s real.&#8221; I was struck by lightning. It&#8217;s a simple, powerful truth. Inaction gets us nowhere, it says, so stop fucking around and get to work.</p>
<p>I hope that&#8217;s why the man himself will overshadow the films he created. He inspired people to make the leap to work towards their vision.</p>
<p>At least he did for me. Romero made me fall in love with walking corpses. He&#8217;s also one of the cornerstone creative icons in my life and one of the inspirations for why I became a writer.</p>
<p>And I&#8217;ll always remember him the way I remember watching <i>Creepshow 2</i>.</p>
<p>The tracking lines strayed down the screen in regular intervals and muted screams fuzzed out from the television speakers. A series of stories bombarded me with tales of horror that provided me raw inspiration for years of nightmares. I absently chewed on Milk Duds, heart racing, forcing myself to watch the screen even when I couldn&#8217;t bear to anymore. If I looked away, I would never know how to interpret what I saw.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s a lesson I&#8217;ve applied to my life ever since I watched that grainy videotape.</p>
<p>Thank you for teaching me not to look away, Mr. Romero.</p>
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