Let me get this part out of the way first...I like zombies...maybe even love them (in a non-sexual sort of way.) They're scary, and cool, and maybe with the exception of R in Warm Bodies, there is zero attraction, but they have a certain charm. They're already dead, so you can't kill them. They're attracted more to your brains than your body. And damn it they aren't chic, in a retro sort of way. There's just something about a slick, sauntering, rapidly decaying zombie that makes my heart race.
Enter this new Brad Pitt movie, World War Z. Now, my son would probably say this movie is an abomination because it strayed from book, but since I didn't actually read the book, I have the luxury of basing my opinion strictly on the screen version. And let me tell you, this movie had my heart beating so fast I was contemplating a trip to the emergency room.
The zombies in World War Z weren't the lazy, shufflers we're accustomed to in modern cinema. No, these zombies were runners. And fast moving runners at that. They changed less than thirty seconds after being bitten, and operated like machines hell bent on destroying the human race. The movie was a fast-paced, rollercoaster ride from beginning to end.
But I'm not a film critic. And I don't do reviews. But if you like zombies, and you have all your heart medications at the ready, I would totally recommend this one.
Oh, and for the record. Not a one of them sang a lick of karaoke during the entire movie. And I still liked it. Consider that my highest recommendation.
Until the next time...I'll be chasing zombies out of my dreams.