Not exact matches
Allegedly inspired by the true story of a Mexican man named Gojo Cardinas who killed dozens of women under the apparent influence of his mother
before being incarcerated and rehabilitated, Santa Sangre is in many ways a novel retelling of Hitchcock's Psycho (1960), with that
film's psychosexual subtext here put on full display with overt symbolism (e.g. Concha, the castrating mother's name, is slang for «vagina») and mixed with elements of The Hands of Orlac (Robert Wiene, 1924), The Invisible Man and George Romero's
zombie films.
The
film itself moves with a
zombie - like gait, lurching forward and coming to dead halts
before lumbering on.
It gives the idea of consumerism run wild the short shrift that it deserves (and the cynicism that an intervening quarter - century demands), touching on the original's explanation of the
zombies» affinity for the shopping mall and the human heroes» delight at their newfound material wealth
before becoming a bracing action
film that, like Marcus Nispel's reworking of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (the source of which didn't need updating as much as Dawn arguably did), is more firmly entrenched in the James Cameron Aliens tradition than the Seventies institution of disconcerting personal horror
film.
Many of you are probably familiar with Tommy Wirkola's latest
film Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters which found surprising success at the box - office, but what he was mostly known for
before this years hit was the blood soaked Nazi
zombie horror flick Dead Snow.
After a while, the
zombies lack personality and become a redundant shrieking, twitching, sprinting threat; and the
film runs out of gas
before its finale.
His best
film is his first, Dawn of the Dead, but even that pales in comparison to the
zombie film that came two years
before it: 28 Days Later.
Although it was completed
before similar POV
zombie movie «Diary of the Dead», «The
Zombie Diaries» wasn't released in the US until after the more famous Romero
film.
Executions are carried off with startling frequency and gore (this
film has as many headshots as a Romero
zombie opus) and, fascinatingly, Richet only slows the pace of the
film when he genuflects
before three dead - centre brain - plugs, as though they were Hindu bindi.
Writer / director Hong - jin Na's The Wailing is a strange
film that shifts from a police procedural to a complicated supernatural mystery that involves ghosts, demonic possessions, blood rituals, and
zombies,
before the whole bonkers affair ends on a note of metaphysical tragedy.
So far, so funny; but
before long it becomes awkwardly apparent that this is a
film rooted in the single gag LOL
zombies a novelty that, while sharply done, needs more narrative brawn to sustain it.
Rather, his
film — which flirted with shooting in Louisiana
before settling on Georgia earlier this year — is just goofy, gruesome, cover - your - eyes - and - hope - you - don «t - get - splattered
zombie - killing fun.