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“Earns big points for enthusiasm, creativity, and a powerful devotion to all things ultra-splattery” — Scott Weinberg, FEAR.NET
Director: Tommy Wirkola
Screenplay: Tommy Wirkola, Stig Frode Henriksen
Cast: Charlotte Frogner, Ørjan Gamst, Stig Frode Henriksen, Vegar Hoel, Jeppe Laursen
Producers: Tomas Evjen, Terje Stroemstad
Distributor: Les Films Séville / E1
Important lesson: Don't mess with Nazi gold. The Nazis may be dead but they sure ain’t gone and there are few things in life less pleasant than a squad of undead Nazis pissed off because you pocketed a fistful of their treasure. A group of eight Norwegian medical students are headed to a remote cabin in the mountains for some R&R over their Easter break, seven of them travelling by car while the eighth opts for a lengthy cross-country hike. The seven pass the time waiting for their final friend in typical fashion—beer, sledding and flirtation—until tension over her failure to arrive on time begins to creep in and the mood finally tips over the edge, thanks to a mysterious stranger who arrives with a local tale of Nazi torture, stolen treasure and a squad of missing soldiers. Cue the carnage.
Norway’s Tommy Wirkola burst on to the scene a few years back with KILL BULJO, a low-budget, slapstick KILL BILL parody that would have done the Zucker Brothers proud and for his follow-up, he turns the comedy down slightly—while ramping the gore level way up—for his zombie romp through the snow. A wave of quality genre film has been rising across Scandinavia for a few years now and Wirkola's film is clearly riding the crest. While he shows no particular need to stick close to zombie dogma—Wirkola's are fast, organized, intelligent and appear to be breathing at times—purists will be appeased by his striking imagery, sly humour and definite fondness for disembowelment and intestinal gags. The cast is likeable, the setting gorgeous, the gore imaginative and pleasingly repulsive. It's a rare film that leaves you unsure whether to gag or laugh, and DEAD SNOW is definitely one of those films. Norwegian audiences would likely have been satisfied to have a merely competent zombie film to call their own, but DEAD SNOW goes far beyond that. With its solid production values, imaginative writing and blend of humour and gore, DEAD SNOW ranks as easily the best zombie film to arrive on the scene since Spanish chiller [REC].