One of the reasons I don't like Zack Snyder is that since he done (the bloody ace) Dawn Of The Dead remake, every single subsequent zombie film has used its style as the archetype.
The other reason I don't like him is his wooden arm. The one he constantly rests, obviously without realising he's doing so, on the slow-mo button in the editing suite in post production of his colourful shitfests. But that's a moan for another time.
Anyway, this film's about some nutjob who releases a zombie toxin in an office block, and the struggle of the few uninfected workers who are stuck inside, trying to get out.
It's not very good.
C. Thomas Howell looks thin and old, Judd Nelson looks the same but chubby. Together they may be saving up for a time machine to return to the '80s.
4/10
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1323917/
The new James Bond suprised the other cast members.
These damn urban youth, always 'throwin' up' their hip-hop gang hand gestures.
"Miriam, shall we decorate with the pictures of flowers, or the ones of looming child-faces?"
"Hi there! Welcome to the facial hair chatline! You're through to Mindy"
It's sexy time!
The cast of Trainspotting had aged noticeably in the sequel.
Zack Snyder, yesterday.
Perkin.
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