A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to the End of the World: “The Omega Man” (1971)

The odd thing about an apocalypse are all of the errands you have to deal with afterwards. One might assume that the obliteration of the world’s population might lead to some leisurely quiet time for the lone survivor, but this never seems to be the case. In “The Omega Man”, housekeeping duties come secondary to battling a coven of albino mutations that calls itself “The Family”, (Not an allusion to the Mafia, however, more resembling a group of pesky relatives visiting for the holidays who just won’t go away.) who unlike the victims of biological warfare in Richard Matheson’s original novel, are not vampiric but merely cranky and in need of a case of Coppertone.

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I've been a puppet, a pirate, a pauper, a poet, a pawn and a king, not necessarily in that order. My first major movie memory was being at the drive-in at about 1 1/2 yrs. old seeing "Sayonara" so I suppose an interest in film was inevitable. (For those scoring at home- good for you- I wasn't driving that evening, so no need to alert authorities.)Writer, critic and confessed spoiler of women, as I have a tendency to forget to put them back in the refrigerator. My apologies.
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