Kieran Smith’s review published on Letterboxd:
“A film by Zack Snyder” is really all you need to know here.
As a filmmaker, he’s fallen into the same traps and shortcomings so many times over the years that I’m honestly convinced that he’s aiming for them, much in the same way I’m convinced that Tarantino is in on the foot fetish joke and is using it as an excuse to perpetuate it. If I were to go into a little more depth, I’d have to agree with the majority and say that this is somewhat of bloated mess with a lot of wasted potential. It’s just too damn long and has just a few too many of those “scream at the screen because the characters are being stupid” moments.
Snyder also seems obsessed with the interpersonal relationships of the cast. Sacrificing the engagement and momentum that the action sequences, the things he’s good at and we all came to see, so brilliantly build up. And those sequences do deliver oh so very well. Then we stand around and see two characters whose names haven’t even been established bond over some mutual trauma that neither seem that bothered about for far too long.
I’d like to also add that this is one of Snyder’s worse looking films. There are certainly some striking visuals present, but the over use of vaseline on the camera is downright distracting to an engagement breaking degree. At a certain point, a zombie does the archetypal back away into the darkness move but it’s the middle of the day so she backs into the shot’s incredibly shallow focus instead. I hated it.
Ultimately, the film’s conclusion will certainly leave a bad taste in your mouth. I don’t want to be that guy that invokes Shakespeare to make a point, but the big climactic death feels as though Snyder saw Bottom’s death in Pyramus and Thisbe and thought it was the peak of dramatic pathos.
But a zombie tiger fucks up a douchebag for like 5 minutes straight so 10/10.