What sets this apart from other films featuring the living impaired is not so much the flesh munching, slow walking guys you can shoot recreationally, but a foe that is much more determined to spread the virus than be a side show. Imagine a swarm of fire ants or other hated creepy crawly attacking a helpless insect and you’ve pretty much got the gist of the infected, where there isn’t much you can do, even if you can run like Jessie Owens.
The ending also gets props not so much for dramatic delivery, but for being actually rather clever with the solution that one can easily pick up the clues for by the time it is revealed. I’d certainly consider watching it again, with enough interest remaining for a sequel and recommend it as something to enjoy with the surround sound cranked up to 11. For what it was, “World War Z” deserves a verdict of three out of five pathogens.
Movie rental courtesy of Family Video of Pauls Valley.