What a nice little Indie film!
Shaun and his crew are such a resourceful bunch of Brits, what with their corrupt dictatorship of a government totally disarming them and rendering them basically defenseless against the zombie plague. Cricket bats, shovels, golf clubs and pool cues become the weapons du jour in post-Modern England when the living-dead $hit hits the living-dead fan.
In what is probably the funniest scene in the film, Shaun and his best buddy Ed-- forever sporting his well-worn and grimy tee-shirt "I got Wood"-- try assaulting a pair of zombies after hearing on the "telly" that their brains need to be attacked. They confront the zombies with a laundry basket of various household items, such as a toaster, a corner wall shelf, a piece of pottery, and begin throwing them at the heads of the two undead in a futile attempt to kill them. It was hilarious.
This clever scene served as both gross parody and a critical statement of the current condition of England's totally absurd arms control policies. I'm surprised merry ol England hasn't started removing teeth from its subjects' mouths yet. Teeth can be dangerous, you know.
Later in the film, Shaun, Ed and his companions are rewarded for their perseverance by finding an actual, working lever-action rifle at their favorite pub, The Winchester. (A perfect American icon highlighted by the addition of its own appellation.) There's one Her Majesty hasn't stolen yet.
The film does utilize some quick-action photography and matches it with some rapid-fire dialogue. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. And sometimes the accents are a little too thick.
Favorite line: "His ideas of a romantic nightspot and an impenetrable fortress are the same thing."