If it had ended 20 minutes earlier it would have been a full four stars, and would have been one of the most meta-commentary endings of a film genre I've ever seen.
I described this to friends by saying "it's probably exactly what popped into your head when you heard the phrase 'Jim Jarmusch Zombie Movie'."
There are those for whom that would be a negative review. I liked it, however; it wasn't perfect, but I have a strong fondness for Quirk, and it leaned into Quirk in ways that made me chuckle long enough to distract me from the political and social commentary long enough for that to sink in after…
I really, really don't like to play this card very often, but in this case it's relevant: I was living in New York City in September of 2001, and lived close enough to hear the impact of both planes as they each hit the Twin Towers.
This film was a play first, and that's how I saw it first: as a one-act at New York's Fringe Festival in 2003. I was still avoiding a lot of the 9/11 Pop Culture…