George Romero’s latest zombie extravaganza is a definite step in the right direction after his disastrous Diary of the Dead, but it’s still not up to par with his classics like Night of the Living Dead and Dawn of the Dead. Actually, it isn’t even up to par with his mediocre films. This one has something to do with an island where two feuding Irish-American families can’t decide how to deal with the undead; one family wants to kill them, and the other wants to keep them captive in case there’s a cure. It feels like Romero is running out of ideas. The film has some good zombie kills, but the story is lame. If Romero wants to keep on making these things, he needs to get back to basics. How about a period piece? A direct sequel to Night of the Living Dead set in the late ’60s or early ’70s? Then Romero could comment on America’s past without looking like a doofus who is trying to be “hip” in the modern age. (There’s a bit with a smart phone in this film that really pissed me off.) Have the zombies attack Woodstock or something.