Review: Days of Darkness
Ah zombies, how I love the myriad ways in which you are foisted upon us by filmmakers big and small. Whether it’s Romero’s mysterious plague of walking dead or Danny Boyle’s fleet-footed angry slaverers, you come at us from radiation, gas leaks, military experiments gone wrong and voodoo magic. Though you may lack the élan of the more stylish undead at the vampire-end of the spectrum, I have to admire your resourcefulness. In Days of Darkness, the zombies are caused by parasitic aliens dropped by a passing comet, who replace our genitals with little wriggly pink aliens and make us develop that urge for a late-night, all-you-can-eat brains diner.
