Have you noticed the proliferation of gas masks on horror movie posters? What’s with all these respiration-impaired monsters and villains? Sometimes our heroes wear the masks. That’s the worst; that means that we’re about to sit through 88 minutes of reductive post-apocalyptic tripe.
Muted colors and dust blowing. Vaguely identified zombies or cadres of armed survivors. Symptoms of a quickly made, bad movie in a saturated genre.
I bet someone in the stronghold won’t heed the rules. Will their leaving cause a failure of security leading to an invasion from outside forces? Ooh, maybe a child in their camp will get sick. Is the only cure located out there in the horrible new world order? Or will she turn into one of the monsters and destroy what they have worked so hard to build?
It is all a metaphor for the state of the world and our loss of personal freedoms, you know!
It is all a metaphor for the state of the world and our loss of personal freedoms, you know!
And if it is the villain, disguising his/her identity? Where do they find all these gas masks laying around?
After playing Texas Hold’em on my phone through two-thirds of The Hatred, I’ve decided to make a stand. Got a gas mask on the cover? Skip!
(Gas Mask: The Movie!)