It is a new kind of film....the story of five dramatic, terrifying days of a chronic alcoholic""s desperate fight to regain his lost soul.When he did see the zombie, he wastefully emptied his handgun - shooting aimlessly at the creature until finally targeting him in the head.He refuses to be coerced into an early dinner, asserts his authority and disrupts carefully-laid plans: "Dinner will be at 6:30!" He stomps off for a cool, soaking, restorative bath upstairs.The camera pulls back to the hands of a man holding a lottery ticket and comparing his number with he posted winners.