What can we learn from Dead Snow?
That the winter light in Norway is a consistent deep blue. And that, unlike normal zombies, Nazi zombies can run.
Who knew that Norway had such a thriving strain of modern horror films? Last year's Let the Right One In was a darkly comic coming-of-age story of a friendless preteen who falls in love with a vampire girl his age.
And now Dead Snow arrives, bearing tales of Nazi zombies roaming ski country in Norway.
Director Tommy Wirkola's film is gruesomely funny in a Sam Raimi/George Romero vein: over the top, Grand Guignol violence, including one guy actually being torn limb from limb.
It's the simplest kind of story, so simple the young medical students escaping for a weekend of debauchery at a mountain cabin comment upon it: "How many movies have you seen where a group of people go into the woods and die?" one character asks.
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