The Dead
“Zombies,
man. They creep me out.” So says Dennis Hopper’s ruthless despot
in George A. Romero’s Land Of The Dead. He’s not
wrong. We love to be scared by the
walking dead. There’s just
something intrinsically scary about a mindless automaton that wants to rip you
apart and chow down on your brains.
Right now, we’re
going through something of a Zombie renaissance with Brad Pitt currently
shooting the apocalyptic World War Z in, of all places, Glasgow (who’s gonna notice when the
Apocalypse hits Glasgow?) and This Life’s Andrew Lincoln proving himself a good Egg on TV in AMC’s The
Walking Dead while a
big-budget adaptation of Regency romance/horror mash-up Pride and Prejudice
and Zombies is also on
the way. No matter how many times
we shoot it in the head the Zombie genre keeps getting up and coming after
us.
Borrowing it’s setting from Capcom’s first-person shooter Resident
Evil 5, Howard
and Jonathan Ford’s film The Dead has your usual
Zombie Apocalypse hit Africa, with the last UN aid workers and Western military
personnel fleeing an unnamed African state in a crippled plane which promptly
crashes into the ocean, marooning sole survivor, American soldier Lt. Brian
Murphy (Rob Bowman) deep in Zombie country. As the local army fight a losing battle against the peckish
undead hordes, Sgt. Daniel Dembele (Prince David Oseia) deserts his post,
determined to find and save his lost son.
When Dembele saves Murphy’s life, the two men join forces, determined to
make it across country to the small airbase that may offer hope and a last
chance of survival. All they have
to do is fight their way through several hundred miles of ravenous zombies…
A solid, old-school Zombie flick,
despite its low budget, The Dead drips style
(and a fair amount of viscera), the African location creating an atmospheric
sense of place and the hypnotic cinematography echoing Richard Stanley’s
hallucinatory Dust Devil.
Opening with dreamy scenes of carnage as the shambling dead attack the
living and are slaughtered by a Kalashnikov and machete-wielding Bowman
appearing out of a heat haze like Omar Sharif in Lawrence of Arabia and
a ferocious night attack on Dembele’s village, the film creates and maintains
an almost feverish state of tension which unfortunately never quite pays off,
the film fizzling out in it’s final third.
While it has great attention to
detail (a zombie stumbling along on broken legs) and genre fans will no doubt
be pleased by the slow, shambling nature of the zombies (though I’ve always
found the running zombies from Dawn of the Dead and 28 Days
Later scarier.
And yes geeks, 28 Days Later is a Zombie
film regardless of Danny Boyle’s whiny protestations), The Dead
offers little new, content to stumble the same well-shuffled path of every
other Zombie flick of the last thirty years towards its ambiguously
bleak/hopeful end. Bowman and,
particularly, Oseia are both good, convincingly ordinary everymen just trying
to survive but once the Fords have put them together and aimed them toward the
airbase, they and the film have no place to go other than the now familiar
hack, slash, shoot, repeat.
Flawed and familiar, The Dead is
still an ambitious piece of horror that escapes its low-budget limitations and
strives for greatness. Tense and
haunting, it’s the best Zombie movie being released this week.
David Watson
Director
Howard J. Ford and Jonathan Ford
Cast
Rob Freeman, Prince David Oseia,
Stephen Asare Amaning, Kwesi Asmah, Anne Davaud
Country
UK
Screenplay
Howard J. Ford and Jonathan Ford
Running time
98min
Year
2011
Certificate
18
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