Contains spoilers.
Truth be told, as
much as I like a good gory undead rampage, I'm also rather partial to the big
grand apocalyptic event. Whether I'm just anti-social, or if we're going deep, probably acutely too social, the portrayal of such extreme sudden escapism
from all social responsibility or more accurately accountability is salivating.
I know it's all illusionary, and the burden of isolation in reality wouldn't be
quite so appealing, I mean look at Castaway, but small fantasy interludes,
offered by such films as Night of Comet do satiate some hunger that wishes
everyone would, even for a just an hour or too, just bugger off. Sartre was
quite right when he proclaimed 'Hell is other people.'

This is the new world, the valley girls, who just wanna have fun (more on the kicking eighties
soundtrack later) Reg (Regina - played by Catherine Mary Stewart) and younger
sister Samantha (Kelli Maroney) find themselves in. Okay, there's the initial
shock and acceptance that everyone they know is now a pile of red ash, that
there's the odd deranged cannibal pyscho aka zombie on the prowl, and getting a
new boyfriend might be a bit of a struggle, but overall I felt they
acquitted themselves to the end of the world pretty well. It also helped they were both well versed in self-defence, and had a father who wasn't shy about guns. This all isn't to say
director / writer Thom Eberhardt hasn't been sensitive to the Reagan inspired
eighties paranoia, that mutually assured destruction was mere moments away, just
that this film wasn't going to be too serious about it. A tear may be shed for lost
love but primary this is a heart-warming tale of two incredibly likeable
sisters who find themselves together in an intense situation, get into a few
scrapes, but try to make the best of it.

Well, not quite
everyone. There's Reg and Sam of course, then there's also Hector (Robert
Beltran / Chakotay from Voyager), truck driver and leather-clad b-movie hero,
who arrives on cue to deliver hope, that there may be other survivors, but also fear, that there is also a darker threat. Whether the antagonists he tells them of are zombies or not, for once is easily answered; Chakotay says they
are, and I'm not going against Chakotay, so they are. Snarling, cannibalistic, devoid of humanity and compassion
they also certainly fit the zombie bill, even if they're not actually dead, can ride
motorbikes (okay this was in a dream, but I'm still using it), can talk a bit and probably wouldn't have made my cut a few years ago. They're degenerative humans exposed to the red dust, and the only shame is other than Sam's dream sequence and an early spat Reg has newly emerged from her theatre retreat, is the bulk of the girls troubles come from encounters with humans
somewhere on their debilitating descent, and not with the full made up undead-alike's themselves. Whether the sociopath warehouse boys or
the desert brain cult who want to harness them for their blood its the humans exposed who are demonstrating a loss of humanity, drive for self-preservation and acute
deterioration both physically and mentally that provide the biggest threat.

Steven@WTD.
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