After watching the preview for Warm Bodies, you can go ahead and assume that you've seen the movie in its entirety and can expect every plot device, twist and turn. It's a post-apocalyptic Zombie reality wherein a human meets a corpse, falls in love and teaches others of their kind that yes, people can change. Yet as the credits rolled, I don't think a single audience member would attest to its not being endearing, funny and immensely enjoyable.
Warm Bodies essentially blends together every great Zombie-esque Horror movie genre ingredient with a big helping of RomCom fare. It was appropriately cast with such appearances by John Malkovich, Rob Corddry, Dave Franco, (James' younger brother) and yes! - that kid from About a Boy, Nicholas Hoult, (who grew up to become an absolute stone cold fox.)
We first meet R, the appropriately named hero Zombie and narrator who cannot remember his own name, only that it begins with the letter R. R is introducing us into this apocalyptic world by roaming around a deserted airport now filled with other members of the undead. Teresa Palmer, a virtual unknown, played Julie our rough and tumble heroine. Julie meets R during a patrol when her group happens upon R's pack and trouble ensues. R pledges to keep Julie safe and so begins the remainder of the movie: Girl meets Zombie, Zombie falls in love with girl, girl leaves Zombie, Zombie teaches other Zombies to love, Zombie finds girl, girl saves Zombie, Zombies save humans.
R reminded me of every John Cusack character ever made, but younger and foxier. Much like any guy I've ever had a crush on only slightly more alive. Slightly. He slouched when he walked, he wore an ironically casual hoodie, he mumbled, he shrugged, he mused in inclement weather, he romantically listened to scratchy vinyl... This movie was my teen fantasy of being locked away with a hot member of the undead while discussing your favorite Guns n Roses records. Eat your heart out, 18-yr. old Katie. No, really. Eat it.
R reminded me of every John Cusack character ever made, but younger and foxier. Much like any guy I've ever had a crush on only slightly more alive. Slightly. He slouched when he walked, he wore an ironically casual hoodie, he mumbled, he shrugged, he mused in inclement weather, he romantically listened to scratchy vinyl... This movie was my teen fantasy of being locked away with a hot member of the undead while discussing your favorite Guns n Roses records. Eat your heart out, 18-yr. old Katie. No, really. Eat it.
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