DAWN OF THE DEAD (2004) | When
Hollywood runs out of ideas, crap remakes will rule
the cineplex. [March 17, 2004]
IN THEATRES March 19
Chris:
I’m usually against horror film remakes, but sometimes
I’m pleasantly surprised. I was adamantly opposed to
the Texas Chainsaw remake, yet it ended up being one of my
favourite horror movies of the year. But even though Chainsaw
was a re-imagining as risky as Burton’s Planet of the
Apes, and dropped all sociopolitical criticisms found within
the original, it still managed to honor its source material.
In fact, the film even garnered the financial backing of the original
Chain Saw scribes, Tobe Hooper and Kim Henkel. However,
with the Dawn of the Dead remake, George Romero has made sure
to distance himself as much as possible from the project.
Hoping against hope I would be surprised again, I dragged
the lovely Kris to the film. Unfortunately, I found out the
hard way, when a respected horror director says “I had
nothing to do with that shit!” it’s best to heed
their warning.
The funny thing is this new Dawn has almost nothing to do
with the original. Aside from the mall setting, a few
lines of dialogue lifted from the original film, and cameos by the
original castmembers, what you have is essentially an amalgamation
of quite a few cult zombie films. You’ve got running,
slightly comedic zombies a la Return of the Living Dead crossed
with the infected athletes of the contagion thriller 28 Days
Later, a nutcase militant security guard reminiscent of Day
of the Dead’s Captain Rhodes, island zombies straight
out of Fulci’s fake Night of the Living Dead sequel,
Zombie (aka: Zombi 2), and a Zombie birth and baby inspired
by Peter Jackson’s Dead Alive. While in theory it makes
for an exciting movie packed with clever zombie homages, in execution
it's about as jarring as a cold finger in
your stinky place. In fact, drawing from so many zombie films
causes major contradictions in this film’s hybrid Zombie
horror rulebook. For example, these zombies have the requisite insatiable hunger for living flesh,
but have enough of their frontal lobes intact to discern between human and animal meat. Said zombies can
only be created if they were bitten prior to their physical expiration. In addition, these zombies are rather polite
undead monsters, as they place their pursuit of the living on hold just long enough for the main characters
to say their tender goodbyes.
Which brings me to my list of lapses in logic throughout
the film. Not once, but twice do we encounter characters trying
to open doors and windows without unlocking them, only to
give up in frustration. In another sequence one of the main characters,
armed with a steel crowbar, actually trades in his weapon
for a wooden croquet mallet. (It’s as if you can see
the rusty gears turning backwards in these dimwitted characters’
heads.) The initial party of survivors manages to break into
the mall, but as to how they manage this feat is never shown. Sure, they smash
a window from the inside of the mall's Metropolis home furnishings
store, but later the glass doors on the outside of the mall
are shown to be shatterproof, and incidentally, locked. Finally, from the
top of the mall the camera shows the zombies at street level
amassed almost shoulder to shoulder, but when the characters
try a daring mission through the sewers and pop up from a
manhole cover on the same street seen from above only a handful
of seemingly deaf and blind zombies patrolling the streets
are there to greet them(I’m guessing the army of zombies must have taken their
fifteen minute work break.). These are not the only logical
inconsistencies, but rather the tip of the iceberg.
While the original Dawn allowed you quite a bit of time to get to know and
truly care about the four main characters, this film gives
you none. Opting for zombie fodder rather than quality characters, This mall is jam packed with almost a dozen human characters, none of which you actually spend more than 5 minutes getting to know.
While the gore effects were excellent,
I couldn’t care less who was off’d in the next
scene. Each character was about as charismatic and endearing
as a drunk Pauly Shore, with the performances by all actors,
Sarah Polly and Ving Rames included, equally uninspired. Yeah
they managed to spouted cool catchphrases and make clever
uses of the word “fuck,” but that doesn’t
constitute a good performance in anything other than a Quentin
Tarantino flick. Not helping the matter were the dp's choice of the most obnoxious
filters known to man, making every living character seem as if they had a nasty
case of jaundice and severe subcutaneous bruising. The zombie
makeup effects were truly groundbreaking, with more headshots
than you’d see in a day of your average United States peacekeeping mission,
but with so many damn MTV style flash cuts you’d need
your finger on the pause button to really appreciate the time
and effort that went into the creation and execution of the zombie special effects. Sadly, if I knew
absolutely nothing about the production, I’d assume
the film was crafted by an inbred adolescent Appalachian retard
suffering from attention deficit disorder. That, or an NYU
film school graduate.
When standing in line to see the film last night, there were
many people talking about the film they were about to see.
Most hadn’t seen the original, but a few had viewed the
DVD within the past week. The consensus they reached: “The
old one was slow and it had too much damn talking.”
These same people cheered the film as the credits rolled.
I, myself, couldn’t wait to get home and wash this waste
of celluloid from my memory. If you’re an honest to
God zombie fan watch the original Dead Trilogy. Hell, watch
the Evil Dead, Re-Animator, or Return of the Living Dead trilogies.
Even break out a copy of the sublime cult classic Cemetery
Man. Just don’t be the sap that pays money to see the
Dawn Remake. I'd have to say the Dawn of the Dead remake is the most intellectually
devoid, over produced action garbage to come out of the Hollywood
machine since Bad Boys II.
Kris:
All I can say is that it was entertaining and fun with nice
splashes of gore and humour, and that this movie shouldn’t
have even been called a “remake”. Oh, and some
of the soundtrack sounded remarkably like “Resident
Evil”. I highly recommend the original “Dawn of
the Dead”.