Diary of the Dead Review

Written by: Constantce   

Diary of the Dead is kind of like George Romero making the Blair Witch Project, but with Romero, you are always getting more than meets the eye.  His movies always have a deeper context, give a social commentary, and leave you thinking.  He makes you look inside yourself at a major flaw and he does it using zombies.  The man is a genius, so I wish I’d have liked the movie more. 

The main problem I have with the movie is the lackluster group of characters.  They make sense, yes, they are Everymen, but horror is my escape, and I want more from my heroes and heroines, which they hardly are.  It’s brilliant in theory.  Today’s world of youtube and tweets has made celebrities of the dullest, reality television makes fame where no fame is due.  It’s insane, really, and I think it’s pretty obvious that Mr. Romero is turning the camera on that.  It is saying something, yes, but it uses a technique that too much echoes the issue.    These people shouldn’t be famous.  They shouldn’t be on the covers of magazines.  And they shouldn’t be starring in movies… ahhhhh.  Which in a doubling back on itself, Mr. Romero has done.

The effects are beautiful, and I am beyond thrilled to spend my night watching Romero zombies, no matter the venue.  The opening scene that introduces the epidemic is chilling.  And the closing scene is also a study in gorgeous zombie violence, the kind of image that is immediately seared into your skull.  I think you know how I feel.  See this.  Dismembered thumbs up.