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[Review] ‘Warm Bodies’ (2013) Is Too Cold

Warm Bodies follows R (Nicholas Hoult), a semi-conscious, self-aware zombie who spends his days shambling around an abandoned airport with his zom-buddy M (Rob Corddry). R and M, and a small horde of slow-walking shamblers, leave the airport to go on a feeding run (walk) and happen to run into a group of survivors on a supply run. Julie (Teresa Palmer) and Perry’s (Dave Franco) team are overtaken by R and his crew, leading to R feasting on Perry’s brains. In this universe, feeding on someone’s brain unlocks their memories for that zombie. This leads to R falling head over heels for Julie and saving her from the rest of the zombies. As R and Julie “fall in love”, they realize the cure might just be the girlfriend we made along the way.

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As someone entering their sophomore year of college when Warm Bodies hit theaters, I completely ignored this teenybopper film. Plus, Isaac Marion’s YA novel of the same name was far from anything I wanted to read in high school. (I say this as if I read anything other than Max Brooks’ The Zombie Survival Guide over and over again.) That’s not to mean I’m throwing any shade on those who were fans of the book or film adaptation, but a Nicholas Hoult-led adaptation of something I had no interest in really didn’t get my goose. Watching this film in a post-Nosferatu world is quite odd, and seeing how far Hoult has grown as an actor is impressive. It’s just a shame I had to sit through one hour and 38 minutes of Rob Corddry and Dave Franco in 2025.

Warm Bodies: A Zombie’s Unexpected Romance

Warm Bodies follows R (Nicholas Hoult), a semi-conscious, self-aware zombie who spends his days shambling around an abandoned airport with his zom-buddy M (Rob Corddry). R and M, and a small horde of slow-walking shamblers, leave the airport to go on a feeding run (walk) and happen to run into a group of survivors on a supply run. Julie (Teresa Palmer) and Perry’s (Dave Franco) team are overtaken by R and his crew, leading to R feasting on Perry’s brains. In this universe, feeding on someone’s brain unlocks their memories for that zombie. This leads to R falling head over heels for Julie and saving her from the rest of the zombies. As R and Julie “fall in love”, they realize the cure might just be the girlfriend we made along the way.

I’ll be blunt, writer/director Jonathan Levine has only ever made one solid movie. All the Boys Love Mandy Lane was a unique examination of the idea of the final girl and it was a hell of a directorial debut for Levine. Beyond that film, his career would be nothing more than [mainly] terrible Seth Rogen shitters. Realizing that Levine was the “creative” force behind Warm Bodies was really no surprise. Well, the only surprise was that Seth Rogen wasn’t chuckle-acting his way as the comedic relief zombie here.

Why Warm Bodies Fails as Comedy, Horror, and Romance

Not only is Warm Bodies not funny, it’s not scary. It’s not even romantic? R kills Julie’s boyfriend, kidnaps her under the guise of saving her, and then basically browbeats her into a necrophilic Stockholm syndrome. While I haven’t read the book, I kept saying, “That ain’t it chief,” throughout the film’s runtime. To boot, the film picks and chooses what it wants R to remember when it fits the narrative. It’s a mess.

The acting is fine and some of the zombie makeup is passable. But the skeletons look like mid-aughts, half-assed CGI. Warm Bodies had a budget of 35 million dollars, and they couldn’t even make the antagonists look halfway decent. You’re probably saying, “It’s a rom-com, chill out!” No! Warm Bodies feels like more of a cash grab on a waining-in-popularity IP that was quickly pumped out before the world forgot about it and moved on to the next YA property.

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The Problematic Politics in Warm Bodies

What really gets my goat is the absolute mishandling of the film’s political undertones. Colonel Grigio (John Malkovich) is a pre-Trump oligarch who built a wall to keep the “baddies” out. It’s not until they realize that love cures all that the plague can be undone! It’s a hodgepodge script that says “Not all zombies are bad!” See! There are good zombies! And the good zombies don’t like the bad zombies! (If you can’t tell from my snarkiness, I’m using zombies as an interchangeable term for immigrants.) This political subtext is for the mouthbreathers who need to be force-fed the idea of empathy via overpaid white people. When in reality, all it should take is watching a two-second clip of kids in cages or reading that Gitmo was opened to “house” undocumented immigrants. Honestly, the idea of portraying the undocumented as brain-eating parasites that need to be taught about love is beyond highly offensive.

Maybe Warm Bodies would not have me so incensed if I had watched it in 2013, but I walked away from this film with a bitter taste in my mouth. It’s not a compelling romance, comedy, or zombie film. The over-sanitized idea that love cures all may have been more palatable in a pre-Trump world, but that shit doesn’t fly anymore. Resistance makes change. Someone who shares a name with a Mario character makes change. And after watching Warm Bodies, it’s clear that some shiny-shoed Hollywood insider doesn’t understand that.

Brendan is an award-winning author and screenwriter rotting away in New Jersey. His hobbies include rain, slugs, and the endless search for The Mothman.

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Brooklyn Horror Film Festival 2025: ‘Buffet Infinity’ Review

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Within the found footage subgenre exists an even more niche and untapped market. Screen life has slowly overtaken found footage; hardcore fans, like myself, ache for something different. One of the more interesting sub-subgenres of found footage is something that I don’t think has a name yet, so let’s name it here and now. How about…TV-gone-rogue! The TV-gone-rogue subgenre is small. Ghostwatch got the ball rolling for these gone rogue-like films, but there was radio silence for quite some time. It would be Chris LaMartina’s WNUF Halloween Special that really brought this idea back into the limelight. Many filmmakers have tried to make TV-gone-rogue interesting, and many have failed. That is until Simon Glassman stepped onto the scene with Buffet Infinity.

Buffet Infinity: A Chaotic Tale of Westridge

The town (city?) of Westridge is whisked into chaos when the new Buffet Infinity restaurant rolls into town. Local sandwich shop owner Jennifer Avery (Allison Bench) is the first to take the soon-to-be conglomerate to task with increasingly pointed advertisements. Suddenly, local restaurant owners/workers go missing in droves as Buffet Infinity expands into neighboring businesses. Sinkholes, missing cityfolk, quarantines, and mysterious sounds abound, leaving residents to ask one question…who really has the sauce?

On the Brooklyn Horror Film Festival schedule, the header image for Buffet Infinity shows multiple people T-posing and floating in the sky. I was immediately sold. I had no clue what I was getting into, and I didn’t want to know. The film was introduced as “one of the craziest we have this year.” (Slightly paraphrasing.) What was I about to watch? Little did I know, it was about to be an hour and forty minutes of small-town madness.

Writers Allison Bench and Elisia Snyder, and writer-director Simon Glassman, transport viewers into an upside down world of weaponized local ads; a thriving town invaded by the deep pockets of monopolized capitalism. As someone who grew up in a decently sized town, though probably not large enough to be considered a city, there was a tinge of nostalgia that accompanied Buffet Infinity. Westridge feels cozy and intimate, a town where everyone knows your name. It’s a “baked in a buttery flaky crust” town. Sure, they have their McDonald’s and Burger Kings, but the real townsfolk eat at Jennifer’s sandwich shop–local knitting circles murmur about what they think is in Jennifer’s secret sauce. Simply put, Westridge feels like a home that many people like myself grew up in. And it reminds us of a simpler time that’s long gone.

A Unique Blend of Humor and Eldritch Terror

Buffet Infinity hides its horror well. It slowly guides the viewer into a sense of unease. As easily as the creators have you laughing, they have you squirming. The absurdist joy quickly transforms into Eldritch terrors from beyond. Many filmmakers say they’re inspired by the idea of it’s-not-what-you-see that’s scary, but many times it feels performative. Bench, Glassman, and Snyder have crafted a truly special script that edges you with terror and excitement. They constantly push you to the edge of release, and then back away. It’s the Japanese water torture of exposition. And, for me, it works incredibly well.

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One of the most important aspects of Buffet Infinity is the over-capitalization of our lives. While the creators tackle this idea in a tongue-in-cheek manner, their message is highly effective. For the most part. This constant tete-a-tete between Buffet Infinity and the locals is highly amusing, but brings a larger conversation to the forefront. The town I grew up in is a shadow of what it once was. And I know many feel the same about the towns they grew up in. I can already hear the moans of people who dislike this film: “Brandon, it’s not that deep.” And I would highly disagree. Buffet Infinity feels like a reflective protest film–a loud and proud middle finger at what we should have said when the Super Walmart put mom and pops out of business.

Sorry, this review has gone off the rails. Let’s reel it back in a bit.

Why Buffet Infinity Redefines Found Footage

Buffet Infinity is a riotous romp, a hilarious horror that goes from zero to 100 pretty damn fast. Each commercial slowly builds on its last and uniquely tells its story. This film sets a new precedent for the TV-gone-rogue subgenre. Not to directly compare, but a film like WNUF Halloween Special (a film I love) uses its commercials as a coda; it’s a separation of what you saw/heard and prepares you for the next movement. Buffet Infinity uses its commercial to create the story. Instead of watching news pieces, then irrelevant commercials, then back to news pieces, Buffet Infinity breaks the mold. Hell, it creates the mold.

As someone who has been dying to see a Welcome to Nightvale film, Buffet Infinity is the closest thing I could ask for. It is full of killer performances (looking at you, Ahmed Ahmed), is well-crafted, and sets a new precedent on an underutilized side of found footage. Buffet Infinity is a full-course meal. I highly suspect that Buffet Infinity will gather the unwavering support that Hundreds of Beavers gathered and will go on to be considered an instant classic of the 2020s.

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Brooklyn Horror Film Fest 2025: ‘It Needs Eyes’ Review

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We are all very much aware of how much time we spend on our phones. More importantly, anyone on the internet can see how younger generations are impacted by being constantly online. So, Zack Ogle and Aaron Pagniano’s new film, It Needs Eyes, is preaching to the choir. However, it adds creepy layers to the conversations many of us are already having today.

It Needs Eyes follows a teen named Rowan (Raquel Lebish) who is moving in with her aunt after a traumatic event. Her aunt Mella (Lydia Fiore) hasn’t spoken to the family in years. So, her relationship with her niece is strained to say the least. However, she has stepped in now that Rowan’s father is in the hospital. Further widening their divide is the fact that Rowan is glued to her phone. 

The Internet Is Scary

We see Rowan watching random videos, as she tries to distract herself from her own thoughts while she worries about her father. However, soon, cat videos aren’t doing it for her, and she starts to find extreme videos online. Things escalate to the point that she is watching self-harm videos and clips of people dying. This addiction begins to make it hard for her to connect with the people around her, including her new neighbor and love interest, Alex (Isadora Leiva).

It Needs Eyes has a protagonist that many can relate to. After all, aren’t we all using these smart devices to hide from our own problems? Who among us hasn’t lost an embarrassing amount of hours watching videos and reels? However, because it’s driving in the internet addiction lane, Rowan’s need for content escalates. She needs darker videos in the same way that someone makes the leap into harder drugs. Her journey parallels nicely with her father’s battle with addiction, which is one of the many things Rowan doesn’t seem ready to face. 

Addiction and Loneliness are a Deadly Combo

Rowan’s addiction, loneliness, and inability to fully connect with people not on her phone eventually leads her to stumble across the ultimate score. She discovers a woman named Fishtooth (Lola Blanc) who made videos in the 80s and seemingly disappeared. Rowan cannot let this mystery go and soon begins to follow clues that Fishtooth may be closer than she thinks. This is where the creepy mystery thread begins to weave itself around all of the other threads of the film. Before Fishtooth was introduced, I was starting to worry this movie would just be seven fucked up images in a trench coat. 

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It Needs Eyes is one of those movies you go back and forth on. I loved discussing the themes of it in the bar after the Brooklyn Horror Film Fest screening. I even really dug some of the twisted imagery and topics it manages to tackle. The movie deserves some respect for how it handles so many issues surrounding internet culture without straying too far from its path. If you’re looking for a dark exploration of how the internet is absorbing us and preventing us from being present in our actual lives, this is your movie. It’s an interesting and at times disturbing reminder that we should all unplug more often.

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