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Dawn of the Dead
Frank sits down to watch Zack Snyder’s surprisingly winning remake
of the flesh-eating fable Dawn of the Dead.
Dawn of the Dead (2004). Universal
Pictures. 1 hour 40 minutes. Starring: Sarah Polley, Ving Rhames,
Jake Weber, Ty Burrell, Mekhi Phifer, Inna Korobkina, Michael Kelly.
Directed by: Zack Snyder.
Generally
there’s no flexibility or tolerance for a contemporary sequel to
do justice to the memory of its classic original. However, there
may be some room for exception in Zack Snyder’s surprisingly winning
remake of the flesh-eating fable Dawn of the Dead.
Of course avid moviegoers will recall the impact of filmmaker George
A. Romero’s cherished 1978 gorefest of the same name. Plus, folks
need to realize that Romero’s spry late seventies horror show of
walking zombies was lifted from the inspirational 1968 choppy but
tension-filled Night of the Living Dead which should definitely
be revered as a treasured golden oldie in shock cinema.

In any event, Snyder’s modern day take on the bloody barrage of
lifeless lunatics ascending upon an unsuspecting world is robust
in its cheesy and stylistic scare tactics. In many ways this updated
second installment of Dead is provocative and uniquely sophisticated
in the way it challenges the audience with its notable mixture of
glorified gore and goofiness. Snyder and screenwriter James Gunn
have collaborated on a petrifying project that oozes a nightmarish
apocalyptic aura that screams paranoia throughout its ribald run.
Granted Synder’s Dawn of the Dead may not eclipse the superior
likes of the earlier released and exceptional 28 Days but its seedy
spirit and inclination for mauling and mayhem is certainly in the
right place. Unlike last year’s uneventful attempt to revitalize
the blood-splattering genre with the tepid remake of The Texas Chainsaw
Massacre, Snyder fuels Dead with a sense of mischievous and menacing
forethought that’s substantive in its harried imagination.
The morbid message gleefully suggests the urgency for all of us
to consider the various dark forces that may hinder us at any given
moment. For what it’s worth, 2004’s Dawn of the Dead is a killer
thriller that has an over-the-top raw presence that stimulates and
takes its observers on a tumultuous trip through its perverse playground.
The heroine stuck in the middle of this ominous zombie-bound invasion
is a Wisconsin-based nurse named Ana (Sarah Polley), one of the
few survivors to escape the clutches of the swarming zombies that
seem to be overtaking the region in droves.
After observing her husband’s demise courtesy of a zombie tyke
chewing the breath out of this stillborn corpse, Ana successfully
flees the scene. Wading through the chaos that rules the panicky
streets, the understandably nervous nurse roams about until she
can find some suitable shelter to take her away from the madness
that persists.
Eventually, Ana ends up in the company of fellow non-captured human
targets Kenneth (Ving Rhames), a tough-minded police officer, and
good-natured salesman Michael (Jake Weber). The trio end up using
the neighborhood shopping mall as their temporary sanctuary along
with a slew of security guards already stationed at this venue.
Also in attendance is a street savvy urban guy (Mekhi Phifer from
NBC-TV’s long-running hospital drama ER) and his pregnant galpal
Luda (Inna Korobkina).
Soon, this group will be joined by a healthy number of other worried
folks trying to evade the masticating monsters that dare to use
them as walking snack food. Thus Ana and her concerned cohorts are
holed up in a claustrophobic collection of close knit shops trying
to assess what the opportunistic zombies have done outside in their
campaign to contribute to the termination of the world’s vast society.
While the shopping mall serves all the inhabitants conveniently
while they try to fend off the pesky zombies pounding outside the
mall’s walls one cannot help but be curious about the destruction
taking place outside. The mall is the comfort zone for Ana and company
but by the same token it serves as their expansive prison cell as
well. The restrictive movement of a cooped up bunch under any roof
would be cause to turn anyone batty while confronting the potential
dangerous elements looking to break in and cause further alienation.
The constant zombie activity magnifies itself with the cluster
of ruined homes and businesses, burning cars and the trapped people
on the bloody streets not fortunate enough to find a place to reject
the intrusion of the wicked walking stiffs and their madcap agenda.
Amazingly, Snyder is resourceful enough to remind us how really
hostile and vulnerable both universes are for those who hide from
and reluctantly walk with the devious dead.
So what’s the sudden reasoning for these flesh-finding fiends and
their affinity to dine on human hide? Well, there’s an undetectable
plague that somehow have entered the system of certain people thus
making them cannibalistic while having these same ghouls crave for
a living being’s tissue.
It should be noted that Snyder’s brand of action-packed zombies
aren’t the slow plodding, hypnotized cretins with the arms stretched
out and the stoic look in their slimy skin-crawling eyes much like
Romero’s terrifying troupe of yesteryear. In the millennium version
of Dead, Synder’s sinister suckers are quick on their feet and have
the persistence to match.
Dawn of the Dead is a polished and giddy remake that has the caustic
vibes to make it a satisfying slasher satire. The movie is devilishly
droll and plays on the notion pertaining to our inherent fears of
the unexpected. Also, it’s crafty in its ode to taking a winking
pot shot at consumerism. Snyder, much like Romero before him, uses
the shopping mall as a utopian staple where the gluttony of free
product placements is as overbearing as the film’s villainous pack
of death deviants looking for a human hamburger to chomp on.
The fury of civilization coming undone in an instantaneous ball
of confusion is thrown at the viewer within the first five minutes
of the film’s opening. It’s a challenging gesture for Snyder to
want to have his on-lookers confront the hectic and absurd antics
of his warped world all in one swiping hedonistic movement.
Snyder, a one-time video director, chose to do the remake of Dawn
of the Dead as his first foray into the feature film scene. And
this is not a bad way to break into the mode of the horror movie
genre where the majority of the flimsy and familiar offerings are
dead on arrival more than the human-hungry zombies that make up
Snyder’s haunting haven.
The performances aren’t just played for the standard camp-induced
kicks; they are solid and three-dimensional despite the nature of
the zombie-munching material. Snyder is perceptive in casting established
actors to give some credibility to his wily venture instead of going
the teen scream route as so many of the slice ‘em and dice ‘em flicks
tend to do.
As the leading lady, Polley (Go, The Claim) is the heart and soul
of this chewy thriller as her alter ego Ana is called upon to put
her nursing skills to use in the midst of all the sadistic sensationalism
taking place.
Polley is poised yet there's an unsettling aspect to her hidden
anxieties that may be more explosive than realized. Rhames (Pulp
Fiction, Baby Boy) is the determined law-enforcing brute that brings
a sense of order and discipline to the gross out session that swarms
around him. In fact, there’s a microcosm of prototypes that Snyder
aimlessly stirs in the stew as they must coexist and learn to cope
with the strife that threatens their precious livelihoods.
Dawn of the Dead is not a popcorn pleaser that will easily agree
with one’s sensitive stomach. The real diehard gore-minded enthusiasts
will appreciate the visually graphic images that the maneating misfits
enjoy tossing about in their path to gruesome glory.
The Dead of a quarter of a century ago was fun and frolicking in
its wayward wake. But there’s no need to relive the defining nostalgic
taste of a supple frightfest when Snyder’s current bid to bring
the scabrous goodies for today’s Dead heads will do just fine and
dandy.
Frank Ochieng
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