I want my thirty minutes back

Swerving from mild to complete disappointment, we have the Showtime movie Homecoming. Goodness gracious, was this weak. Now I didn't finish it, but it would have taken a hell of a turnaround to make up for the first half. The movie is part of Showtime's Masters of Horror series. The idea is that great horror directors will make new one hour horror movies, taking advantage of pay cable's liberties with the nudity and the swears.

This one is by Joe Dante and like the excellent Gremlins he has decided to go for humorous cultural critique horror as opposed to scary horror. Unfortunately he left out the humor and the trenchant cultural critique. The story is this, confronted by a grieving mother, a weasely Republican operative states that he wishes more than anything that her son could come back to life. After that dead soldiers start rising from the grave as zombies. And they want to vote for Democrats!

Again, the humor isn't very good, unless you think that simply acting like the odious Ann Coulter is funny. Bush bashing is like shooting a fish in a barrel anyway.These days you have to go a little farther than saying Bush and his team take advantage of the troops. If you feel otherwise, then by all means indulge.

I'm not giving up on the series entirely, but I am definately leery.