Army of the Dead

Not to nitpick, but the zombies in Army of the Dead aren’t really zombies in the traditional sense. They’re Resident Evil zombies if you had to give them a label. They're poisoned. They’re fast. They’re organized. But they also feel love? Zombies are never supposed to be the villain. Zombies can be the problem, but zombie parables are supposed to be about how humans treat each other during the zombie apocalypse. There’s a little of that here. But there’s WAY, WAY too much of the inner-life of the zombies. The love-lives and families and politics of zombies. It’s all pretty boring. But this I’ve always said: Zach Snyder loves movies. The guy can make the hell out of an opening credit sequence. He loves fire, heroes leaping through the air, and crashing vehicles. He basks in the warm satisfaction of an adrenaline-fueled action sequence. He doesn’t care if his movies are way too long, or if they make sense. He has an admirable devotion to mayhem. He just needs to respect our time a little more, and wrap things up. We have shit to do; daily tasks to try and prevent the inevitable zombie apocalypse.