There are more laughs than tears or fears, with the mall music droning Burt Bacharach or Celine Dion, and some sharp, sarcastic and cynical dialogue. Weber is the most impressive of the quality cast, bringing a redoubtable decency and charisma to a potentially bland part, like the young Roy Scheider in Jaws. The characters are mostly stereotypes and the emotional aspect is underplayed - Polley grieves less for her husband than you would for a dog - but there are a couple of moments of minor pathos: Rhames' burgeoning friendship with a bloke trapped across the mall car park Jake Weber's everyman recalling life pre-apocalypse. They concentrate instead on putting the ick in slick, the camerawork ranging from music-video flash to gritty hand-held, in a series of slaughter-fuelled set-pieces - one of which achieves a rare feat in mainstream horror: it actually shocks. Not that writer James Gunn or Snyder appears desperately interested in social commentary. Sat in a room walled with TVs, watching news reports of the apocalypse, he's a damning portrait of couch potato humanity: ogling the ultimate reality TV. "America always sorts its **** out" says CJ (Michael Kelly), a security guard whose aggressive selfishness threatens to destroy the group even if the undead don't.
It may not truly chill, but it does thrill. Downplaying the anti-consumerist edge of the original, debut director Zack Snyder amps up the action with the running dead proving fleet-footed and fearsome foes in a stylish, gore-drenched shoot-em-up. A remake of George A Romero's 1978 classic, it stars Ving Rhames and Sarah Polley as refugees from an undead apocalypse, trapped in a shopping centre with other desperate survivors. Select your star rating from the options belowįiercely funny and utterly horrifying, Dawn Of The Dead is a killer zombie movie.
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