We watched "Dead Snow: Red vs. Dead" last night. It's the sequel to a little Norwegian flick titled "Dead Snow," which I haven't watched yet. (It was not a problem as far as understanding the sequel goes. A brief flashback at the beginning tells you all you need to know. There were people, there was snow, there was (probably) a cabin, there were Nazi zombies, there was gold, lots of people died, except the one dude making his way back to civilization at the beginning of this movie etc. etc.) This one definitely falls under the "horror comedy" umbrella. Which is where some of my favorite horror movies live, so right away I'm inclined to like this.
I'm going to state right out, I enjoyed the hell out of this movie. But it is gross. And it is gory. And it really pulls no punches. Which works really well. An army of Nazi zombie soldiers arises from the dead and begins rampaging through Norway to fulfill their quest for revenge? Well, no, they aren't going to worry about our squeamish attitudes about which people should somehow be "off limits." Gotta give props to the filmmakers for having the balls to go there.
And the gore? Oh my, how do I talk about the gore. It is cringe inducingly awful. And amazingly inventive. And hilarious. I giggled, a lot, at terrible things, including the absolute worst pre-death pun ever. Is it laughing in the face of our own physical fragility and mortality, is it just a nervous response to uncomfortable things, or is someone's intestines being used for siphoning gas just that funny? I have no idea. For some reason I could watch all the bloody gore without a flinch, but when puke is introduced? Ugh. That's the point I've had too much and have to look away. I've no idea what weird psychological thing is at play there. Maybe it's just that it's highly unlikely I will ever have to deal with people's innards spread about a parking lot, but as a mom (and human being with a gastrointestinal system,) the chances that I will have to deal with puke? Practically guaranteed.
I'm not going to say too much about the plot (spoilers, you know,) but I will say that I really enjoyed the characters. The plucky misfit band of Americans who arrive to try and "save the day"? So adorable. Also enjoyed the pokes at US gun culture, and our weird "go team!" patriotism, complete with the Norwegians rolling their eyes in the background. And THANK GOD we had geeky/nerdy men and women working together as friends and no weird pining sexual tension thrown in just for the hell of it. They were allowed to be friends. It featured regular type people caught up in this mess and just trying to step up and do the right thing, even though they are terrified. I'm kind of a sucker for that. It also features the most hapless, unfortunate zombie ever in the history of zombie movies. If you didn't think you could have sympathy for a shambling bloody mess of an undead character? Well, you will be proven wrong. As far as plot goes, I will say it has the most disturbing "happy ending" I've seen in quite some time.
"Dead Snow: Red vs. Dead" was recommended to me by a friend, and at one point I turned to Glenn (the spousal unit) and said,
"What does it say about me that Paul watched this and thought, 'I bet Julie would like it'?"
to which Glenn gave me a look and replied,
"Well, he wasn't wrong."