One strange morality tale,
This review is from: The Defiled (DVD)
I bought Julian Grant's "The Defiled" because it was compared, critically, to Herk Harvey's legendary little chiaroscuro masterpiece Carnival of Souls (The Criterion Collection). While I'm not sure it quite fits in that rubric, this was well worth the money as it poses a question few movies can pose while remaining conventional: can a man remain a man when he's not, well, a man? Filmed with a sort of blue lit geritol sheen to it, this little indie (picked up by Chemical Burn studios) piece is set in a post apocalyptic world. We are never told why everyone (like our protagonist) become a zombie and that's not really what it's about anyway. The first 15 minutes is pretty much standard zombie fare with an unusual ambiance to it until a "child" is born. Think of Eraserhead. One among many unanswered questions is the *nature* of the child and if that has anything to do with how the movie turns out in the end.
I'm not at all a fan of zombie movies. I find them tiresome, as George Romero did that already in the 60's and 70's. This evanescent tale of fatherhood and responsibility could have used any ghoulish archetype--vampire, werewolf, etc--and still been successful in the hands of Julian Grant. It's not actually that gory, either, as so many reviewers complain it is. There are only a few really graphic scenes. For some reason this is set apart from most of what I've seen in the independent horror genre. It has a spirit and a point to it, plus the superb cinematography. Recommended to lovers of horror and lovers of film, really.