<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>Peter Jackson - vo.rs</title><link>https://vo.rs/tags/peter-jackson/</link><description>Latest from the Peter Jackson desk at vo.rs.</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en</language><copyright>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.</copyright><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2026 12:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://vo.rs/tags/peter-jackson/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Dead Alive (Braindead): Peter Jackson's Splatter Comedy Peak</title><link>https://vo.rs/screen/dead-alive-braindead-peter-jacksons-splatter-comedy-peak/</link><description>&lt;p&gt;There is a story people tell about Peter Jackson, and it goes: video-shop kid from Pukerua Bay makes home-made splatter films, then somehow ends up an Oscar-laden lord of Middle-earth. The film that sits at the hinge of that story is &lt;em&gt;Braindead&lt;/em&gt; (1992), released in North America as &lt;em&gt;Dead Alive&lt;/em&gt;, and it remains the most concentrated dose of what made Jackson worth watching in the first place. It is, by a wide and gleeful margin, the goriest film ever made — production reportedly ran through hundreds of litres of fake blood for the finale alone — and it is also, disarmingly, a tender little comedy about a boy who cannot leave his mother. Those two facts are the whole film, and the way they braid together is why it endures.&lt;/p&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2026 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>