Offering a more light-hearted look at the zombie apocalypse than the one found bundled in Brad Pitt's kerchief, here's the trailer for 50/50 director Jonathan Levine's zombie-comedy-romance Warm Bodies. The film stars Nicholas Hoult as a fleshy zombie--a distinct caste above the untouchable skeletal zombies--who begins to rediscover his former humanity by way of, essentially, posthumous horniness, his death erection pointing him toward a wrong-side-of-the-tracks affair with the lovely, still-living Teresa Palmer. Can their love, like the zombie plague itself, spread, and somehow turn the walking dead into the LOVING DEAD, with symbolically-glowing E.T. heartbeats? Spoiler: yeah, it sort of looks like it.
New trailer for 50/50 director Jonathan Levine's zombie-post-apocalypse/delightful-rom-com, Warm Bodies! More Malkovich; more Us Weekly; more evidence that zombie necks = grandma legs. And it's only 60 seconds, so don't try and tell anyone you don't have time. You have time.... / Continue →
See the beginning of Warm Bodies early--nearly a month before mankind was intended the task--with the first four minutes presented below by Fandango. Did you realize a zombie's inner monologue is basically made up of paraphrased Charlie Kaufman thoughts from Adaptation.? Soon y... / Continue →
Nearly a year since its first trailer, Bryan Singer's Jack the Giant Slayer has finally received another one, with more giants, more "Jack" puns, more shit flying at the screen, and--just in time for Thanksgiving--an Ewan McGregor pig-in-a-blanket. If you've for some reason bee... / Continue →
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'Warm Bodies' Trailer Asks if Maybe Zombies Just Need a Little Love
\n\nOffering a more light-hearted look at the zombie apocalypse than the one found bundled in Brad Pitt's kerchief, here's the trailer for 50/50 director Jonathan Levine's zombie-comedy-romance Warm Bodies. The film stars Nicholas Hoult as a fleshy zombie--a distinct caste above the untouchable skeletal zombies--who begins to rediscover his former humanity by way of, essentially, posthumous horniness, his death erection pointing him toward a wrong-side-of-the-tracks affair with the lovely, still-living Teresa Palmer. Can their love, like the zombie plague itself, spread, and somehow turn the walking dead into the LOVING DEAD, with symbolically-glowing E.T. heartbeats? Spoiler: yeah, it sort of looks like it.