It’s not going well for Shaun: His girlfriend left him, the job is boring, his stepfather thinks he’s a loser. One of the roommates is a boring snob. Only the other roommate sticks to Shaun, but is no good and is on the computer all day long.
Where all those zombies suddenly come from, nobody knows. It doesn’t matter, because one day they’ll be all over London. When Shaun realizes the danger, there is only one solution for him: He grabs his ex, her friends and his buddy and tries to hide in his favourite pub, the Winchester. Because where else would an Englishman have felt safer than in a pub?
Film review – Shaun of the Dead
Shaun of the Dead needs a little time to get started. But then a coarsely funny zombie spectacle awaits the viewer – provided one can do something with the somewhat calmer, but all the more blacker British humour.
Simon Pegg himself scores with his most serious game as a hero against his will, who really wants to rip something. All the more funny, however, are his buddy Nick Frost as a fellow living wretch and Bill Nighy (“Pirates of the Caribbean 2 and 3”) as the eternally nagging stepfather Philip. A gag firework like Monty Python’s or the “Naked Cannon” isn’t all that. On the other hand, it gives you a great relaxed smirk with a few really good laughs.
The degree of hardness is fine for a film released from the age of 16. There are a few juicy and successful effects to marvel at, but it does not degenerate into a splatter orgy.
Shaun of the Dead is the first of the Blood and Ice Cream Trilogy created by Simon Pegg and Edgar Wright, in which every film contains a lot of blood and at least one actor eats an ice cream. Part 2 is the great police comedy “Hot Fuzz”. Part 3 is the alien invasion “The World’s End”.