
Okay, so I just saw We Bury the Dead, and it’s a pretty intense ride. The film drops you right into post-apocalyptic Tasmania after a massive explosion wipes out everyone. Daisy Ridley plays Ava, a woman clinging to hope that her husband might have somehow survived. She signs on with a team going into the quarantine zone to collect bodies, hoping to find him. But, surprise, it’s not just corpses they’re dealing with. The zombies – and let me tell you, they’re not the slow, harmless kind the military claims – are evolving, becoming faster and much more aggressive. They’re genuinely creepy – chattering teeth, disturbing looks, the whole nine yards. But Ridley actually points out that it wasn’t just the scares that grabbed her; there’s something else going on with these creatures that’s surprisingly compelling.