The Muppets Take...Resident Evil?

As I’ve said in the past, I’m not a zombie fan. I have problems with them. Namely, the scare me stupid and not in a fun way. Zombies break that cardinal rule in my book, when something is dead, it stays dead, inanimate, finished. It does not being to get back up and hunt you down with a mindless fury.

You can mutate, you can be cybernetically enhanced, you can graft yourself to another species, you can be cursed or transformed, fine, whatever, cast all the spells you want, but you do not rise from the dead to eat my thinking cap. It’s rude and nasty and wrong.

Now, I’m being a little hypocritical here as a couple of my favorite movies involve zombies or zombie-like infected folks, and I previously recommended a pretty kickin’ webcomic about Zombie Hunters.

And here I am about to break my own viewing habits again to bring you a new breed of zombie hunter. We’ve seen svelt zombie merchants of re-death, we’ve had cartoon zombie exterminators, and now we have one with a plush matte exterior and cuddly red nose. When you need someone willing to dive deeper than Fraggle Rock and into the bowels of hell, you need Agent Redfield…