It’s hard to take most zombie movies seriously. You have a shitload of zombies everywhere and no one knows why, the hero (or heroes) can run marathons for the entire movie yet cannot escape slow-stepping zombies, and zombies need to eat human brains or flesh yet cannot eat each other. Then there’s the absurdity of romantic comedies. Basically, girl gets in trouble, girl meets guy, guy gets girl out of trouble, girl and guy fall in love, girl and guy are full of crap.
Honestly, I don’t know how these two movie genres became so
widespread once they were introduced into American pop culture. What I do know is that combining two very different ideas can be a beautiful thing (such as women weather forecasters stripping, video games that involve dance pads, and cheese sculpting). When you combine one part zombie movie with one part romantic comedy, you get Edgar Wright’s “Shaun of the Dead,” a hilarious British “rom-zom-com.”
“Shaun of the Dead” takes place in suburban England and centers
around… you guessed it, a middle-aged chap named Shaun (played by the movie’s writer, Simon Pegg). He goes through life with his unsatisfied girlfriend Liz, his immature best friend Ed, Liz’s pretentious friends Dianne and David, and his widowed mother Mary. The drama with each of these relationships intensifies when the entire town is mysteriously stricken with zombie-ism. Armed with just a cricket bat and his experience with first-person shooters, Shaun and his tea-guzzling banditos go on a mission to survive.
“Shaun of the Dead” is a movie that centers on courage, survival,
teamwork, and hope. It has everything a moviegoer needs: action,
comedy, romance, drama, horror, and suspense. It was definitely the most entertaining movie I’ve seen this year. Now if only they made hot college lesbian robot-slaying improvisational comedies, I would have nothing to complain about regarding Hollywood.