30 seconds into Warm Bodies I had no idea how I would write a review for it. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t a bad movie, but it wasn’t a horror movie — it was only a zombie movie in the most basic sense of the word (they were walking and they were dead.)
The screenwriters immediately threw all rules we’ve ever known of zombie lore right out the window (I attempted to keep a running tally of broken zombie rules, but I couldn’t keep up.) Now if you can get past that and put yourself in the mind of a 14 year old girl with posters of Robert Pattenson and One Direction on her wall, then you may be able to enjoy the film. It was as if Stephenie Meyer (author of the Twilight novels) ATTEMPTED to channel John Hughes and TRIED to write a zombie love story.
A poor attempt.
I should say that the film is based on a novel of the same name, written by Isaac Marion — I know nothing of the book — I can’t really draw any comparisons. The book could be good for all I know. If you could take the zombie aspect out of the movie, it would be another teenage romantic “comedy.” But alas, it was a “zombie movie,” so it was another teenage romantic comedy that is trying to take advantage of the current popularity of the undead.
If I took one thing from Warm Bodies, it’s that love and acceptance conquers all… ugh, I need a few beers and viewing of a Stallone movie to retrieve my manhood.
Like I said, it wasn’t a bad movie. It is, however, a BAD horror movie and a BAD zombie movie and there’s definitely an audience that will enjoy it, but it just wasn’t me and, probably, not any of the 40oz. of Horror loyalists. The zombie culture was already becoming over-saturated, which happens to everything as it becomes more mainstream.
Let’s just hope that Warm Bodies isn’t a sign of the beginning of the end.
Warm Bodies, directed by Jonathan Levine and starring Analeigh Tipton, Teresa Palmer, John Malkovich, Nicholas Hoult, and Lizzy Caplan, in theaters everywhere Friday, Feb 1.
Let us know if you plan to see Warm Bodies and/or what you thought.