DeadHeads (The Pierce Brothers, 2011)
If you watch comedies with any regularity, you’ve probably seen at least a dozen movies about guys who suddenly realize they’ve lost the love of their lives and embark on cross-country journeys to get them back with their layabout best friends in tow. DeadHeads keeps to the formula, but with one twist: the guy in question, and his layabout best friend, are both dead. Which doesn’t actually change things as much as one might think.
Mike (Dead Man Down‘s Michael McKiddy) and Brent (Sam Hell‘s Ross Kidder) wake up with no memory of who they are or how they got where they are (the parking lot of a dive bar in rural Colorado) and why there seems to be a greater-than-average amount of carnage is the general vicinity. All of that’s soon cleared up: the two are zombies, the place was just hit by a zombie attack, and Mike and Brent really suck at passing for breathers. The only piece of identification on either of them is a ring Mike has, which sparks memories of the girl he was going to propose to. Thus, with nothing better to do, the two of them head east to find Ellie (Lazarus‘ Natalie Victoria), the girl of Mike’s dreams. Along the way, their party is completed by Cheese (Remembering Phil‘s Markus Taylor), a zombie who is more in line with the run-of-the-mill zombies that surround Mike and Brent (i.e., an unthinking creature with an unending hunger for brains—but despite that he’s a nice guy, in a goofy kinda way) and a breather named Cliff (Harry Burkey in his first screen appearance), who has a pickup truck and a lot of time on his hands to drive a trio of zombies across the country (retirement will do that to you). But as they get closer to their goal, they start asking themselves some pointed questions, like why are they sentient when all the rest of the zombies they encounter are brainless?
Now, I am not going to try and make a case that this movie is anything other than the stupid zombedy that it is, silly and predictable and nothing necessarily out of the ordinary. But it’s still a great amount of fun; the comic timing is perfect more often than not, the movie never takes itself overly seriously (it even takes a few potshots and the conventions of both road comedies and zombedies), and the Pierce brothers, who also wrote, actually spent enough time thinking about the resolution to all this to make it work in about the most satisfying way they could. I had a ball with this one. *** ½