Its flaws are loud, but so is its voice. And sometimes, that’s enough to make the mess worth wading through.
It may not match the sheer aesthetic audacity of last year’s reinvention, but it compensates by giving its performers space to drive the story and by pushing the franchise’s philosophical ambitions even further.
Neither film is exactly a classic, but taken together, they make for a fascinating snapshot of where modern creature features are at, or perhaps where they’re just forever destined to be.
It’s an emotionally intelligent take on the genre while still delivering the tense, horror-driven thrills that audiences expect from a zombie film.
This isn’t just a documentary about saving a building. It’s about saving spaces where art is allowed to be messy, confrontational, inclusive, and alive. A very hopeful way to start 2026.
Like Marty himself, the film is impressive, exhausting, and impossible to fully shake once it’s over. A prime example of a project firing on all cylinders.
Something angrier, more confident, and far more spiritually grounded than the series has ever been.
However you may end up feeling about the story, there’s no denying that, from the first frame to the last, you are completely transported.

A masterclass about the cost of growing up, the terror of parenting, and the impossible, yet endearingly hopeful task of teaching a child how to survive a world that has already failed them.