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Shaun of the
Dead
(2004)
Starring:
Simon Pegg, Kate Ashfield, Nick Frost
Director: Edgar Wright
Rating: R
Distributor:
Rogue Pictures
Release Date:
09.24.04
Review
Posted: 09.24.04
By
Sara M. Fetters
"Shaun" a Bloody Funny Joy
It’s almost like he’s a zombie; walking through life,
going through the motions as if on constant autopilot. Each moment,
each step, taken in such uniform blandness and with such little
conviction he might as well be one of the walking dead.
I’m talking
about Shaun (Simon Pegg), a sadsack satellite television salesman so
used to doing this in the exact same way day in and day out he’s on
the verge of losing his girlfriend Liz (Kate Ashfield) for good.
Whether it is spending every evening drinking beer at his favorite
local pub The Winchester or playing Playstation like a brain-dead
kumquat with underachieving best friend Ed (Nick Frost), Shaun isn’t
exactly taking the initiative and, needless to say, Liz is noticing.
So, when she
finally does breakup with him, as far as Shaun is concerned it’s the
end of the world. He’s angry, frustrated, sad, bitter, remorseful and
more than a wee bit put out. Even drinking an entire night away with
Ed can even begin to dull the pain. Of course, when the real end of
the world comes knocking in the form of flesh-eating undead zombies,
Shaun finds it just may be time to put things in perspective. After
all, it’s easy to be going nowhere until there is someone trying to
eat you.
So, unless he
wants to end up dinner it’s time to take initiative. Shaun will do
just that by saving Liz, her roommates Dianne (Lucy Davis) and David
(Dylan Moran), his mother Mary (Nicola Cunningham) – which could
entail bashing in the head of zombie-bitten stepdad Philip (Bill Nighy)
– and transport them to the pork rind coziness of The Winchester. With
Ed’s help, and with the zombies being such slow-witted buffoons, he
can’t fail. And who knows? By showing up to save the day in
blood-splattered manly glory he just might win Liz’s heart back in the
process.
If only life
amongst the undead was that easy. Whether it is Ed’s fetish for fast
cars, head butting with the antagonistic David or not having the nerve
to bash Philip’s skull, Shaun sure is making a muck of things, and if
he and his crew can survive the night without becoming a banquet it
would be a miracle. But stranger things have happened, and love can
make heroes out of even the oddest of nobodies – even Shaun.
Welcome to the
unhinged gory lunacy of “Shaun of the Dead,” a splatter-punk homage to
George Romero’s with a bit of Monty Python, Scott Adams, Sam Raimi and
Peter Jackson thrown in for good measure. It is a fitfully funny
satire of consumerist drudgery laced with enough hemoglobin and
intestinal fluid to keep “E.R.” on the air for another ten years, told
through the eyes of two characters so clueless a bright, blinking STOP
sign decked out in neon lights wouldn’t be enough to get their
attention. With zombie movies suddenly all the rage, it is refreshing
to see at least one of them not drown in earnestness, throwing the
entire genre on its head in ways I haven’t seen since Jackson did it
with “Dead Alive” over a decade a go.
Granted, this
one isn’t anywhere near as splendid as that, but director Edgar
Wright, whom co-wrote with star Pegg, definitely gives it his best
shot. The early moments are the best. The world Shaun inhabits isn’t
so much different than our own what with people going through the
motions of day-to-life as if in a constant daze. From sitting on the
bus amongst strangers acting like corpses to reveling in the comforts
of a favorite local hangout, Wright and Pegg create a beautifully
realized terrain full of rich and detailed characters doing their
best, not just to stay alive, but to find meaning to their seemingly
listless and undirected lives.
Still, “Shaun”
does go on far too long. There is barely enough material here for a
90-minute movie, let alone one stretching near to two hours. And,
while the characters are indeed detailed and performed with aplomb,
for those that have seen Jackson’s “Dead Alive” there is an extremely
high been there/done that quotient hard to ignore. But Wright has a
gift for visual ingenuity, and some of his sight gags rise so far
above priceless I’m not sure there is a designation suitable for them.
Best of the lot: a series of vignettes revolving around Shaun, Ed, Liz
and all the rest stuffed into Philip’s Jaguar, driving around town and
hoping to all get out that the car’s owner doesn’t suddenly croak and
decide to take a bite out of someone.
Sure, this isn’t
the most highbrow of entertainments, but if this is the type of thing
that appeals to you – and you know who you are – than you won’t do too
much better than this. It is a tightly wound satire, fresh and lively
and so splattered in gore it’s hard not to burst out into smiles just
thinking about it. I had fun watching this movie, enjoyed virtually
all of it, and as wickedly acerbic pulp black comedies go “Shaun of
the Dead” is a fright worth living for.
Film Rating:
êêê (out of
4)
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