Some enchanted night, you would possibly eat a stranger!
Sure, with “Anna and the Apocalypse,” the world now has a zombie movie-musical. The songs are as infectious as the corpses that stroll the Earth to fulfill their starvation for flesh, and the dances are as frenzied as the residing individuals desperately attempting to save lots of their hides.
And, as if it weren’t campy sufficient already, the movie is set throughout Christmastime.
What’s strangest about this almost-comedy, although, isn’t its mish-mash of unlikely genres, however the earnest strategy to them. “Apocalypse” begins as a “Excessive Faculty Musical” look-alike with poppy group numbers in cafeterias and hallways. One tune, “Hollywood Ending,” is a useless ringer for “Keep on with the Standing Quo.”
Then, after a silent evening, Anna (Ella Hunt) and her mates awaken to find their working-class Scotland city is crawling with zombies. Farewell, cuteness; hey, anguish. The buddies go slashing by the snow, destroying numerous foes. However human lives are additionally misplaced, and the film’s unhappy moments are genuinely tragic. It’s hardly the musical episode we noticed on “Buffy the Vampire Slayer.”
Anna, a free spirit who desires of taking a hole yr in Australia, is joined in Jingle Hell by her greatest pal, John (Malcolm Cumming), who’s in love along with her; Steph (Sarah Swire), an American insurgent; and Chris (Christopher Leveaux), a sentimental videographer. Collectively, the friends wrestle to achieve their households and different associates who’ve barricaded themselves in the highschool — singing out their emotions all the method.
Their bleeding-heart tunes are mellow and distinction properly with gushing blood and decapitations. The songs all have a wispy ’90s aptitude, and a few of the ballads sound like a bargain-bin Backstreet Boys “I Need It That Approach.” That’s a good factor.
Not so good is the digicam work. No one can say that a ragtag group of filmmakers can’t churn out a good zombie movie on a shoestring. “Shaun of the Lifeless” propelled Simon Pegg to stardom by doing simply that. In contrast to “Shaun,” “Apocalypse,” with too-steady photographs and Scotch tape surroundings, appears to be like low-cost.
Nonetheless, whereas the Rockettes are kicking and Santa Claus is “Ho! Ho! Ho!”-ing, it’s sort of good to look at some zombies get their Yuletide asses kicked.