“Night of the Living Dead” is filled with moody tension. “Dawn of the Dead” is a giddy and sick romp. “Day of the Dead” is more like an essay, an examination of humans under horrible conditions acting. . .horrible. It surely isn’t fun. (Not all movies have to be fun.) It isn’t even scary. It’s more. . .depressing than anything else. If you buy into the premise of these films at all (and the central premise, while idiotic, is presented so well that you can’t not buy into it) then this dark, nasty, ugly film will just fill you with a sense of gloom. I had a headache after watching this — much like after a night of hardcore Fox News. Is it a good movie? I guess. I never want to see it again, whereas I’m considering buying the DVD of “Dawn of the Dead.”
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Jordan Hoffman is a New York-based writer and film critic working for The Guardian, Vanity Fair, Thrillist, Times of Israel, NY Daily News and elsewhere.
He is the host of ENGAGE: The Official Star Trek Podcast, a member of the New York Film Critics Circle and challenges you to a game of backgammon.