
For one of the first big new film releases of 2026, we turn to a “tried and true” horror “sub-genre”, the “zombie flick” (or “walking dead” if you’re more “refined” in your terror tastes). Sure, these grungy ghouls began their cinematic lumbering more than 90 years ago (WHITE ZOMBIE and I WALKED WITH A ZOMBIE are examples respectively from the 30s and 40s), but the current iteration probably begins with George Romero’s landmark NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD in 1968. But in more recent years we’ve gotten some “mixed movies” such as the comedies (ZOMBIELAND (2 of them), THE DEAD DON’T DIE, and SHAUN OF THE DEAD), and even a romance (WARM HEART). Much in that (jugular) vein, this new one from “down under” could be considered a “relationship drama” as it focuses on a woman (and her partner) who could declare on a resume that WE BURY THE DEAD.
The first person we meet in the film is Ava (Daisy Ridley), a young wife from the states who’s on a bus in Tasmania with dozens of very anxious people. These passengers are “twitchy” because they’re citizen volunteers in the “body retrieval units” after the US (we’re the “baddies” again) accidentally launched an experimental device that sends out a pulse that terminates neural functions, killing over a half a million on the island. Ava’s group is escorted by the military forces in the “zones” after they’re told that some struck by the “event” may be springing back to life. If they encounter a person whose brain is somehow “back online”, they are to send up a flare and soldiers will take care of them “humanely”. It’s revealed that Ava’s motives go beyond charity, as her husband had attended a business conference there. She wants to head south to his resort to see if he survived, but the military has forbidden travel past Hobart due to massive fires. Ava must wait for her “moment” while being teamed with a snarky “free spirit” named Clay (Brenton Thwaites), who unwittingly provides an “opportunity” via is theft of a motorcycle. The duo sneak away from the troops to travel the off-highway back roads in a quest for Ava’s hubby Mitch (Matt Whelan). But will a chance encounter with a grief-stricken soldier, Riley (Mark Coles Smith) abruptly end the journey of Clay and Ava. And what about the “re-animated” and aggressive survivors along the way?
After her initial splash in the final “episodes” of the STAR WARS saga, it’s great to see that Ms. Ridley is getting to flex her considerable dramatic skills as the haunted Ava, who will take any risk or suffer any humiliation to reunite with her spouse. But then she conveys that “shift” in this seeker, as the rose-hued “tint” in her memories of marriage slowly chip away. We see this is not only a rescue of Mitch, but perhaps a relationship rescue. Ridley also has a deft physicality, whether evading the “onliners”, or darting eyes in order to find the best “action option”, making Ava a unique thriller heroine. And somehow Ava does work well with Thwaites as the more laid-back Clay, a fellow who has forsaken the altruism of this new “temp gig” in order to indulge his hedonistic appetites. This dude has serious swagger, as he readily agrees Ava’s plans, with Thwaites saying, “Why the Hell not?” with a whip of his long dark locks. Much more “tightly-wound” is Smith as the emotionally traumatized Riley, whose haunted backstory prompts him to go against his training and his moral compass. In the aforementioned flashbacks, Whelan is quite effective as Mitch is transformed from an adorably-smitten groom to something darker and wounded by life.
This tale is written and directed by screen vet Zak Hilditch. He has a confident visual flair, filling the screen with expansive island vistas, while not neglecting the focus on the desperate characters. Though the “body retrievals” are mainly done in the blazing sunlight, he gives each domicile a touch of rotting decay, with horrific menace lurking just inside the nurseries. Unfortunately, aside from the “marriage subplot” there’s little here that fans of the genre haven’t seen before, in much better thrillers. The main problem here, perhaps, is the lack of thrills. The “undead onliners” only make a handful of attacks, with wildly different results (it’s explained that the longer they’ve been ‘activated”, the more agitated they act). That may account for the rather sluggish pacing, making this feel longer than its 94-minute runtime. Yes, the “ghouls” are unsettling due to a twist on standard “zombs” in their dentistry (their “teeth grinding” is pretty creepy as we hear molars scraping as they lurch forward). But then we’re back trudging through the often lovely countryside. Plus, the “twist” ending loses much of its impact after a big reveal in last year’s superior 28 YEARS LATER (maybe Ralph Finnse could have provided a needed jolt of energy). Fans of fear flicks will want more shocks than marital conflict, while drama fans will be turned off by the dollops (not deluges) of gore in the well-intentioned WE BURY THE DEAD.
2 out of 4
WE BURY THE DEAD opens in select theatres on January 1, 2026




