It would seem every few years either a remake or an “of the dead” movie comes out to try and associate itself with the late, great George A. Romero. He was the grandfather of the entire zombie genre and people use his legacy often to get their zombie movie recognized. Unfortunately, such is the case with DAY OF THE DEAD: BLOODLINES.
I really enjoy the original Day of the Dead. It was gory, snarky, hopeless and so very 80’s. The zombie genre is one of my absolute favorites. Even though I had heard negative reviews of this movie, I went in with an open mind.
DAY OF THE DEAD: BLOODLINES was directed by Hector Hernandez Vicens and stars Sophie Skelton as Zoe, Jonathon Schaech as Max, Marcus Vonco as Baca, and Jeff Gum as Miguel.
The biggest issue I have with this movie is how the ENTIRE thing is centered on a sexual predator. I’m serious; the whole movie is driven entirely off of a man obsessed with a woman, even after infection. And it gets a little irritating. The original was focused on a mad scientist deemed a “Dr. Frankenstein” who gathers the undead to try and understand the virus and tame the undead for domestication. He finds one he names “Bub” who is smarter and more responsive than the rest. In the end he is less violent and intensely loyal to the doctor, who may not be as sane as he portrays.
In this movie, the lead woman, Zoe, is a medical student who has a stalker named Max that comes in weekly to donate blood and carves her name in his arm. After he attempts to rape her, he is bitten and the zombie apocalypse begins. Five years later, she’s the doctor and researcher in a military bunker/refugee camp. When she needs antibiotics for a patient, she heads back to her old stomping grounds and finds none other than her old stalker who hitches a ride under the car back to the base and wreaks havoc just to get to her.