Un des meilleurs films de zombie à ce jour ! La réflexion est brève mais vaut le coup. A l'heure où le zombie a envahi notre société pour être croqué à toutes les sauces, le film nous rappelle que les zombies nous enseignent beaucoup sur nous mêmes et notre société. Que reste-t-il de notre humanité quand celle-ci devient une minorité ?
Every era gets its own Dead: Night was a metaphor for the chaos of '68, Dawn a metaphor for consumerism, and Day a plague-on-both-your-houses tale about society unable to unite. It's less inspired—Romero is better with concepts than characters—and the weird, contradictory tones that Dawn held together nearly come apart. But it's got some fire...unreconstructed 60s liberalism chucked into the heart of the Reagan era.
To me, one of the true masterpieces of cinema. So rhythmic-musical-atmospheric, so balanced (structurally and tonally, between action and dialogue, praxis and theory, humor and graveness, horror and sentiment, feeling and attitude and intelligence). Horror is to be ripped apart by a zombie, indeed, but so is to live in a multiplicity of narrow-mindedness.
Not as good as the second one, but it had really interesting themes and characters... is just that, it lacks the social sattire, or even a strong and memorable main character. Good effects, some music from the beggining is memorable, but that cheesy 80's music at the end just, ugh. It is worth the watch, but it could have been better. Gotta love Bub.
Terzo capitolo di Romero,un gradino sotto Zombi,ma cmq di alto livello.Ormai il mondo ha perso,l'edonismo di Reagan e della Thatcher ci ha colonizzati e ci ha reso tutti zombie,ridotti solo a consumare e a non rompere i coglioni a chi ci governa e sottomette.Qui lo zombie ormai stà prendendo coscienza di sè e in alcuni casi(vedi i militari) è preferibile all'essere umano.Fantastico il saluto di Bub alla fine.4*
Society collapsing is scary. Nobody being left is scary. The people you're trapped with are crazy is scary. But whats really scary, is that we live in a world that can be so easily disposed of. As the film cites we are just paper trails and names on sheets of paper in a binder left underground at the end of the world. We can all slip into nothing and this film questions what documenting a life really means.