Leighton Trent’s review published on Letterboxd:
No other words could be truer in encapsulating the full two and half hour experience of Zack Snyder's return to zombie movie making after seventeen years mostly spent in the superhero realm. Gone are the days when Snyder's career, and his films, had some actual stakes. His James Gunn scripted remake of Dawn of the Dead is all teeth and visceral dread with a zombie birth scene that is still one of the most disturbing scenes in film in the twenty-first century. Such promise. He was going places... But here, given the Netflix Carte Blanche treatment, this zombie film is just as much an exercise in the kind of excess (and futility) he's been known for across his superhero heavy filmography and proves his first decent zombie flick was in fact just a fluke.
While this is not without its perks: strong visual and practical effects, a simple premise that seemingly takes quite a few hints from James Cameron's Aliens, some terrific action set pieces and strong/clever DP work from Snyder himself, there's still no accounting for taste with good ol' Zacky boy. What you see is what you get world without end amen. And this is about as empty and well made an exercise as it gets... even if it is a somewhat "good time at the movies" that doesn't ask the zombies onscreen to chomp on your brain too much.
🧟♂️🧟♀️ Hot Take 🧟♂️🧟♀️
That Zack had a revisit of sorts with his zombie baby from Dawn of the Dead in the form of a less disturbing, but more disgusting zombie fetus scene here which proves that the chief concern on his zombiefied brain is loud and clear: Shock Value, which reveals that his zombie film has devolved into an empty shell of the remake he crafted almost two decades ago. What it also tells us is that he stood on the shoulder of a Zombie Giant, George A. Romero, in the hopes of being included in such a conversation at the time, when this clearly shows (along with most of his films in the interim) that he shouldn't be included at all in any form of that conversation.