This is going to be short. Why? Because I’m tired and I want to go read. Enough of a reason for ya?
Either way, here goes…
I liked it. I haven’t read the novel, so I didn’t have my teeth clenched going into the film (How dare they change the book?! Hollywood NEVER does that!). I also like Brad Pitt. I know some folks don’t, but ever since I saw him in True Romance (minor, but awesome role and performance) and in Johnny Suede (yep, I was one of fourteen people to have seen that film), I’ve really been a fan. So that’s probably why I liked the film. I’m also a sucker for the whole father-protecting-his-family trope. Because I would protect my family from zombies. I’d soil myself in the process, but I’d certainly protect them. In fact…has anyone tried accidental defecation as a zombie deterrent yet? Or uncontrolled urination?
*hustles over to notebook and scribbles idea for zombie story*
No, the film wasn’t earth-shattering, and sure, it would’ve been twenty times better had it been rated R, but the zombies-on-a-plane scene was cool, as was the first zombie attack (which I found genuinely frightening).
There were problems, plot holes, and some silliness mixed in, but perhaps because my expectations were somewhere beneath the theatre basement for the picture, I ended up liking it. My favorite part, by far, was a wordless confrontation Pitt had with the chattering zombie. I can’t find a screen cap of it, but Pitt did a great job in the scene, and the zombie makeup was good.
So…yeah, World War Z wasn’t a great movie, but it was worth my time.