The saga of horror auteur
George A. Romero’s career is filled with copyright disputes, editorial
interference, and financial shenanigans, so even the release of his most
successful film, Dawn of the Dead,
has weird baggage. For instance, Romero first delved into the zombie genre with
his acclaimed debut, Night of the Living
Dead (1968), an indie success that fell out of Romero’s hands and into the
public domain. When he returned to the genre for this film, he wasn’t authorized to create a proper sequel, so made a loosely related follow-up—and whereas Night is a contained thriller with a
small cast, Dawn is epic by
comparison.
Ostensibly picking up where Night
left off, even though no characters recur from the first picture, Dawn begins mid-action: Frenzied
technicians at a Philadelphia TV station cover the story of a worldwide zombie
outbreak, because some unknown X factor has caused the deceased to climb from
their graves and feast on the living. Eventually, TV staffers Francine (Gaylen
Ross) and Stephen (Dave Emge) flee their station. Meanwhile, two S.W.A.T. cops,
Peter (Ken Foree) and Roger (Scott Reiniger), survive a horrific raid on a
zombie-infested apartment building and join the TV staffers to escape
Philadelphia by helicopter. The foursome selects an abandoned shopping mall as
a potential fortress, realizing they can barricade the doors, kill the zombies
already inside, and then help themselves to abundant supplies.
The choice of
the mall as the film’s principal location is the genius contrivance of this
movie, a satirical flourish that separates Dawn
of the Dead from lesser gorefests. In trying to explain why zombies flock
to the mall, the heroes surmise that the urge to shop is so ingrained in the
American character that even death can’t suppress the consumerist call.
Furthermore, the heroes go on several “shopping sprees,” usually punctuated
with zombie kills, putting a dark spin on the American dream of unfettered
materialism. Even the nasty plot twist Romero introduces late in the movie—a
gang of vicious bikers invades the mall—feeds into his cruel lampooning of
modern-day excesses.
Speaking of excess, Dawn
of the Dead achieved instant infamy during its original release not just
for Romero’s ingenious storyline, but also for the outrageous gore that
permeates the movie. Makeup man Tom Savini (who also appears onscreen as the
leader of the bikers) contrived realistic simulations of beheadings,
disembowelments, dismemberments, gunshots, knife wounds, and even exploding
heads, filling the screen with enough viscera to nauseate a butcher. Some fans
love this stuff because it’s so over the top, but for those not indoctrinated
into the cult of bloody movies, Dawn of
the Dead is rough going. (To avoid an X rating, Romero released the movie unrated in the U.S.)
Adding another
interesting wrinkle to Dawn of the Dead
is the participation of Italian horror-cinema madman Dario Argento, who served
as a creative consultant and also provided the film’s twinkly electronic music.
As part of his deal, Argento got to re-edit and rename the movie for
international release, so his version—much shorter than Romero’s—is called Zombi. In fact, multiple versions of Dawn of the Dead exist, with the longest
sprawling across three hours.
In any event, Dawn
of the Dead was a box-office success, so Romero continued his zombie cycle
with Day of the Dead (1985) and other
sequels. However, Romero’s pictures should not be confused with the spoof Return of the Living Dead (1985) or its
sequel, Return of the Living Dead Part II
(1988); similarly, 1990’s Night of the
Living Dead is merely a remake of the original picture. To make things even
more confusing, Dawn of the Dead was
remade by director Zack Snyder in 2004, and a sequel to the remake is
reportedly in the works—even though Romero is still making follow-ups to the 1978
movie.
Dawn of the Dead: GROOVY
forget the remake,this is a true classic that (to me anyway) still holds up after multiple viewings. one of my faves
ReplyDeleteAn interesting footnote is that Janet Maslin of The New York Times walked out after the first slaughter not on the grounds that the gore was over the top, but it was racist. Vincent Canby then had to go and watch it and he defended her. This all some four decades before the WOKE stuff set in.
ReplyDeleteIt's one of the great horror films of the seventies, not least because of its social commentary. But I always think Romero could've tightened it up a bit. It's a bit long for an "exploitation" flick...
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