The cast is composed of: Michelle Morgan, Joshua Close, Shawn Roberts, Amy Ciupak Lalonde, Joe Dinicol, Scott Wentworth, Phillip Riccio, Chris Violette, and Tatiana Maslany.
The film opens with a news report that sparks the "first zombies" and soon follows to the majority of the cast which is a group of film students making a horror film. The horror film has to be purposely hokey, or Romero has truly lost his mind. The camera work isn't as jerky as other first person films, but I have a feeling this is going to become a severe annoyance. The horror movie is soon abandoned when the reports begin to flood in and the college students disperse. Like all good horror films; it's dark, eerie, and has metallic music that's practically leading to every jump and dark hallway.
Oh hipsters, you're still moronic in films.
The girl doing the narrating in the background. She's getting on my nerves, is it too much for you to inflect some emotion or tone into your reading? God, the computer on Stephen Hawking's chair is more emotional.
The students soon find themselves on an RV trying to head to their respective homes (thus sets up the pattern for all horror), when how predictable A ZOMBIE SHOWS UP! This is followed by what I can only describe as the road version of zombie whack a mole.
"what do you feel about what just happened?"
"*whimper*"
"It's ok, they were already dead."
WTF are you Oprah now? Well, they obviously are horrible friends because they left her alone and she up and kills herself. Good job friends. Good job. Apparently with the few zombies that have appeared everyone has fled. Everyone. I remember the Hurricanes, no one can escape that quickly.
"Dead Doctor, Dead Nurse. It makes sense!"
No, no it doesn't.
Oh film geek, you're priorities are so screwed.
The friend is now a zombie and it's as if everyone has magically grown a pair and is shooting people left and right.
The deaf Amish guy, Samuel has quite possibly one of the funniest entrances. He sees a group of zombies, runs into his barn, grabs a stick of dynamite, throws it, and as body parts rain down on him, he holds up a small chalk board that says: 'Hello, I'm Samuel.'
The movie follows most generalities of horror with militant para military groups, haz-mat suited military who kill without thinking, and everyone is finally realizing that they're screwed.
What a revelation.
What logical people would walk into a house whose door is open during the zombie apocalypse. The same guy who knowingly picked a bow and arrow for his weapon of choice. That's who.
But the rich friend lives there who conveniently has a panic room and a huge mansion in which everyone can relax. The douche is still in his bad movie monster costume... who is also being suspicious. It turns out there is a zombie family reunion! And now the rich guy is dead/zombie. Wonderful. Cause he was annoying.
Obligatory boobies! And Tracy steals the RV. Classy.
Human Goldfish, nice term.
So, they decide to go into the panic room and the obsessive one decides to stay out and record. Well, it got you bit. Nice job.
They decide to finish the movie and it traces back to the beginning. Zombies are descending upon the house, and the lovely little hipster is now a zombie.
The ending with the hick zombie shooters was lame.
On a scale of 1 - 10 I give this a 5. Not spectacular, but also horrible at the same time. I realize this was done on an indie budget, but there has been better done. I think this will go down under what my friends have coined as "Lucas Syndrome". A one time visionary director slowly becomes a joke of what he once was. Shyamalan, Lucas, Romero. All on a boat of madness making films to torture the public.
