i like zombies as a subject. there's a lot going on there.
Marvel Comics has come out with a series called Marvel Zombies which takes their heroes and turns them into zombies. they still have sentience, when not hungry, and essentially behave like slacker twentysomethings. Kevin Smith's cheap writing gimmick is going to take a long time to die. the idea is essentially, since we're writing comics for 20something slackers who buy action figures and eat taco bell, let's give them heroes and monsters who mirror their nerdiness and social retardation. it is fiction as flattery. and flattering only to the lowest common denominator (a common denominator, which i fully recognize will drop $100/week just on funnybooks). but to me, this gimmick is as wrong as it is tired.
the more i think about creating images of them, more and more parallels between the undead and ourselves emerge. not as say, in an argument between two zombie roommates over the last box of mac & cheese, but as consuming wanderers, hungry, greedy and destructive, consuming even each other. it seems to me that only a very few of us create any more, the rest seek to conquer and consume. and with what ultimate goal? the only goal is the next meal. the next sexual meat, the next cigarette, next whiskey, next episode of a TV show.
plus, all the wrinkles and teeth are fun to draw.