They Came Back

I was stunned by this one - from the opening sequence on I was completed transfixed. The slow and melancholy pacing, the morose blue filters, the long silences and the fixed stares, all combined to create a spacious and powerfully - almost painfully - introspective viewing experience.

This is a remarkable meditation on the Zombie sub-genre as well, although clearly partaking of something quite well beyond that more limited scope. No corpse-eating ghouls here: just a fascinating "what if" that raises painful questions about what we do with death and the dead in our own collective imagination. In this particular return of the repressed, being forced to mull over the tedious, bureaucratic details of what would have to happen if hundreds of millions of dead people suddenly reappeared in our midst actually serves to engage the viewer in a very personal way. I found myself interrogating myself over and over about what kind of response I would have in a similar situation, and identifying with the film's protagonists on all sorts levels, and the experience was quite moving.

All the nuances of grief and mourning were shockingly subtle and well-conceived, as well as superbly acted.

The whole time I was watching I kept thinking: "Thank god for the French!" Such a movie could simply never arise from Hollywood.

Well, anyone who's been to a 'zombie' movie knows that nothing good can come from bringing the dead back to life, but director Robin Campillo presents a more interesting dilemma. How would a society accommodate and re-integrate their loved ones and relatives if they suddenly came walking out of the cemetery with clean clothes, no illnesses, and energy to spare.

What director Campillo has done is replaced 'scary' with 'eerie' as a local government struggles to shelter and re-located hundreds of the town's former inhabitants. In addition, the town's mayor must decide whether people can return to their old jobs, their old lives, or whether they should be studied to determine how all this came about.

Film takes a very matter-of-fact approach to sifting through a population influx, much like having a large group of refugees arrive in your town. The local scientists do make some early discoveries involving reduced sleep patterns, lower body, temperature, and how these 'arrivals' may only be acting normal as memory response.

If you enjoyed last year's "Time Out" (which Campillo co-wrote), then you'll also appreciate this spooky, but 'non-flesh eating', dead people coming back to life cinema experience. In some ways having your ex-wife come back can be scarier than a zombie, eh guys?

It was the first time a director had tackled the "living dead" subject in a realistic way,without falling into the routine of the fantasy and horror treatment.One has never got the feeling of watching another "night of the living dead" rip off.

The problem of this ambitious movie is that it is too ambitious.Instead of focusing on ONE character ,it tries to tell us the story of several characters who rose from the dead and the treatment is too superficial and too diffuse to involve us.Who ,after all ,has never dreamed he meets again one of his faithful departed alive as you or me?I had never asked myself this question when I saw all those story like movies involving people risen from the dead.

The writers often boils down such an extraordinary thing to problems of employment or of temperature (about 32°C,if we believe them).

Absorbing subject but the movie is not up to scratch.Too bad.Worth a look ,if only for its originality.

The dead have inexplicably returned to life en masse across the world; it's the resurrection of the million recently deceased, who have left the cemeteries to invade the cities. But no crucifixes, no shotguns, useless, they don't eat. The brain, the heart, the liver, the intestines-no need, no taste without pleasure.

They fix you with one of those icy stares from another world, unknown even beyond the unimaginable to our spiritual understanding of the nature of creation. A description of inert, wandering bodies, without strength or feeling, just human beings, all restrained, serving as a vestige of a previous life.

And since the phenomenon stopped suddenly, as if the doors of the ambiguous, ambivalent world of psychological shock, full of doubt and mystery of life on Earth, had closed again, a real hole, black, dark, obscure, and abyssal, of terrestrial organic matter awaits us, a down-to-earth return to this. We have now entered a new and particularly delicate phase:

The reintegration of the dead into their families. Mourning for the registered inhabitants of a small French town, with this unexpected miracle: thousands try to integrate into a society that has changed for them, the society in which they live or in which they lived, living things in their lifetime, even death knows no more in this point of no return, the void, the absolute of cinema, 4-5.

Let's get this out of the way first: I watched this because I'm obsessive about the wonderful French TV series of the same name, and in the absence of the never-to-be-made season 3 this seemed worth a try to alleviate my withdrawal symptoms!

And I was not disappointed. It's not a patch on the outstanding TV show (but then what is?). However it is a haunting, thought-provoking slow burner which is, ultimately, a melancholy meditation on love, grief and the meaning of human identity.

And we should be very, very grateful to this movie for inspiring the kind of gentle, confused, almost human zombie that eventually gave us those unmissable two seasons of TV.