Just when I though I have seen more than enough of both zombie flicks and
remakes one comes along that satisfies both of these lamentable criteria that
surprised me. The recent remake of George Romero’s ‘The Crazies’ may not be as
well made as the original but all things considered it did provide a satisfying
coupled of hours of entertainment. One major thing it has working in its favor
is it makes a wholehearted effort to diverge from what has become the de facto
standard of the genre; those dreadful male teen oriented slash and das flick. At
this point any horror film with a modicum of cohesive story starts out way in
advance of the pack. This remake of The Crazies’ not only boasts a competent
script and solid direction but a cast with more in the way of proven
professionalism much in advance of the community college film school casting
calls common with the boobs and blood dependent thing that has become known as
horror movies. it is a shame that the genre that gave us the iconic monster
flick from Universal studios in the 30’s and 40’s has degraded to a color by the
numbers formula consisting of unusual ways to dismember stoned, horny teens.
This film takes zombies back to dastardly creature that can give the audience
the fun afternoon we all crave, what works best here is the almost complete lack
of pretension in the movie. It does not pound the audience with allegory of
social relevance nor does it pretend to be a neo-masterpiece. This is a film
that is meant to be experienced on a visceral level resulting in some well
defined frightening moments. In some respects it rises above the original in
this regard. It might take a little extra effort or cost to get a hold of the
original version of the film but it was intriguing to watch them back to back.
Normally I try to take a remake on its own merits but in this case the forty
years between versions and the difference in the perspective of the two film
makers provided an interesting glimpse at how the genre’s potential has changed
over time.
Reinventing the original store from the master of horror and king of the
zombie flick George Romero fell to Scott Kosar and Ray Wright. I have frequently
been dismayed by remake where the new authors attempt to recapture the spark of
originality of the prior film or make so many alterations that the two films
share little more than a title and a few generalized plot elements. Pleasantly
to my surprise this movie acknowledged the cult classic status of the original
reinterpreting it for the circumstances of a new generation. Back when Romero
first envisioned this story the country was split along generational lines by
the Vietnam War. There was a predominating distrust of the government and
expectation of domestic militarization. With most of Romero’s zombie franchise
he typically infused the proceedings with some degree of social relevance
ranging from rampant consumerism to the innate and ancient fear of infection. In
this remake the double meanings are placed on hold to get down to what you watch
something like this; desperate people fighting for their lives against the
lumbering undead. The movie was directed by Breck Eisner, whose most notable
credit was an accident of birth; he is the son of former head of the Walt Disney
Company, Michael Eisner. Professionally this younger Eisner directed an episode
of the Spielberg miniseries, ‘Taken’ and the short lived Science fiction series,
‘The Invisible Man’. For someone moving on to feature length films he deports
himself exceptionally well here. The pacing is well measured wasting little time
in bringing the audience into the thick of things.
The action takes place in the American heartland, Ogden Marsh, Iowa. The
Duttens are one of the more prominent couples in town. David (Timothy Olyphant)
is the town’s sheriff and Judy (Radha Mitchell) is the local doctor.
Unfortunately for them these positions would place them in the vanguard of a
deadly epidemic. One afternoon at a game with the local high school nondescript
citizen, Rory Hamil (Mike Hickman) walks out on the field armed with a shotgun.
Deputy Russell Clank (Joe Anderson) employs him to drop the weapon but Rory
appears unable to comply and is shot dead. Judy and fellow hospital worker Becca
Darling (Danielle Panabaker) begin to notice a serious change in a growing
number of the town’s inhabitants. They are sluggish in movement and thinking
frequently blindly repeating answers to the simplest questions. This escalates
rapidly to farmers slaughtering their families while unbeknownst to the
townsfolk a military satellite is observing the town displaying the ominous
message ‘initiate containment protocol’. It turns out a covert biological
warfare incentive created the ‘Trixie virus and now it is painfully clear the
bug is out of the lab. Although mavens of the genre may debate the infected here
as zombies the certainly meet the general cinematic criteria; lumber and intent
of infected and/or killing anyone in reach.
Olyphant is one of those rare actors that can switch effortlessly between the
most heinous of villains to a trustworthy and noble minded lawman. He was
chilling in the little cult hit ‘Hit man’ as a cold-blooded killer and equally
believable and intense as the only honest lawman around in the HBO series
‘Deadwood’. Here he gives a performance that is far more gripping than usually
found in a ‘B’ horror flick. As a big fan of independent movies I have come
across many films featuring Mitchell. She has a seething intensity that is well
suited for her role here. The dictatorial style is straightforward giving enough
gore for true fans but nothing as graphic as the current torture movie trend. In
all this is a satisfying horror movie that is well worth watching.
Posted 07/08/2010