I'll admit I was expecting this to be funnier from the unexpected critical reception. By that, I mean to say that I was expecting the typical roller-coaster construction of the modern comedy, with a fair number of big laughs spaced out evenly by finger-drumming table-setting. What I got instead was a consistent and even-keeled comedy with minimal lulls, excellent character work and, amid the bombast, a certain generosity of disposition (e.g. the celebrity-sex thread being resolved through communication and mutual…
Hey, what if a remake of Day of the Dead but Bub is a rapist and the gumetal-grey-dominant color correction makes everyone spray gushers of soy sauce when they get bit and the plot has been tweaked in ways that make everything as stupid and obnoxious as possible and I'm just tired, so tired of flagrantly careless garbage like this, garbage that confuses yelling for drama and undercranking/overcutting for breathless action and meanness for tragedy.
A lot of my favorite films are zombie films. I don't care if I ever see another one at this point.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Rather than a proper review, I'd like to address something I've been seeing a lot vis-a-vis this here movie. In other words, I'm about to break this shit down real small.
Great visual experience, but oh that ending! That seems to be a standard knock on Panos Cosmatos's sumptuous, thrilling sensory blast Beyond the Black Rainbow, to where even its champions feel like apologizing the last fifteen away. Nuts to that. Its ending is terrific, a sudden disorienting gearshift that…