There's no sheep in shepherding

Last night I watched Black Sheep, a horror-comedy from New Zealand that unfortunately shares its title with a Chris Farley movie. I've never seen a Chris Farley movie but I think it's safe to say New Zealand's Black Sheep was a million billion times better than Chris Farley's Black Sheep. For one thing, NZ's Black Sheep is a horror comedy about genetically engineered sheep that develop a taste for human flesh. For another thing, it doesn't have Chris Farley. See how that works?

Here's a trailer:



Within the first five minutes of the movie, I resolved that it is my goal in life to give up this newspaper layout gig and buy a sheep ranch in New Zealand. After looking at www.realestate.co.nz/rural I changed my resolution to buying a sheep ranch in New Zealand after I retire. I mean, I can afford a $400,000 tract of land, but I don't think that price includes sheep or sheep food or scissors to gather wool. I might also need to hire an intern to do the actual sheep-related stuff. In addition, I could probably use an interpreter because whatever adorable mumbles come out of those folks' mouths, it sure ain't English.


UPDATE: Apparently New Zealand is still clinging to the Queen's petticoats. Fuck that noise. Looks like it's back to the silo for me.