![]() Tapioca pudding? The team even uses corn syrup for blood. But while you’re doing that stuff it’s not really gross, it’s funny. It started with blood and then the blood turned black and then pus started shooting out and we put air bubbles in it so it would like, fart out this nasty stuff – it was just so gross. “That first day we had the spurting leg…lots of pus. “Every time we did some crazy gag on Pretty Face where like, someone is getting their face blown off, or an infected leg spurting out tapioca pudding, everybody would just get this kind of gleeful ‘oh, this is so good’,” Morton said. Their newest work appears in Your Pretty Face is Going to Hell, where Morton was art director and Brown was co-designer, and both did special FX makeup for actors on the show. Morton and Brown make sets like those for a living. A wall of melting heads stood alone, gummy faces frozen screams of eternal pain. A creepy pseudo-bathroom stood in the center of a room, reminiscent of a torture chamber worthy of “Saw”. Morton showed us the “Ed Wood graveyard” – based on the early low-budget horror filmmaker’s work – complete with smoke machine. Remnants of set designs from Pretty Face laid about the room, including the backdrop in Satan’s office: a painted mural of Satan smacking a nude woman’s behind, looking devious as…well, Lucifer himself. “There are piles of dead bodies back here…” Morton said, as he led us around a huge room that was part studio, part storage room. But soon after entering this kooky warehouse filled with paraphernalia of the weird, I knew this experience was going to be more than what I had imagined.Ītlanta Zombie Apocalypse, held every October, is housed here, and the grounds span over 40,000 feet to accommodate the hellish manslaughter of zombie assault. I was here to interview Shane Morton and Chris Brown, the creative minds behind Adult Swim’s newest show: “Your Pretty Face is Going to Hell,” an office comedy where degenerates go to work with Satan as their boss (Thursdays at midnight). My first thought: Was I ready to become one of them? My eyes skirted around a huge, dimly-lit room plastered from floor to ceiling in horror movie posters and monster costumes. Rotting corpses, bloody bones and walls of heads greeted me at the door of Atlanta Zombie Apocalypse, a veritable hell of chaos.
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