Tonight's feature for 31 Nights of Terror. Is a Canadian film named Pontypool. Imagine ther radio broadcast of War of the Worlds. Now replace the aliens with zombies. Are you still with me? Now keep all film footage confined to the sound booth at the station, and instead of a Walter Winchell style radio host, replace him with a Don Imus type Shock Jock with a penchant for bloviating monologues. Now the zombie plague, get this, is not viral, it's not a parasite, it's not alien, it is transmitted linguistically via the English language. Specific words infect specific people. And it's up to the radio crew to save the world by broadcasting a rant which can only be likened to a fever dream stricken Steven Moffat channeling Lewis Carroll in an opium den.