Just when you’re convinced that zombies are just decaying, soulless killing machines, along come the loveliest undead horrors you’ll ever see — by way of the skillful synthetic sculptures of Gary Newman. Sure, they’re doggedly determined to rip the warm flesh from your bones and devour your still-living brain, but there’ll be no awkward silences or emotional baggage.

Mr. Newman’s devotion to horror also drives him to embrace still more beautiful beasts of the night, including hungy naked vampires and disturbed gothic misfits. His monstrous characters are an enticing combination of femininity and fatality.