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<\/a>The plot is essentially a number of random elements lifted from The Walking Dead<\/strong> and thrown together into a semi-workable narrative. Following a zombie outbreak a pregnant woman (Roberta Sparta) and her boyfriend (Marius Bizau) survive by driving through the countryside and fending off occasional attacks by the undead (see The Walking Dead<\/strong>, Series 1). They argue about whether to try and settle down or to keep on moving (see The Walking Dead<\/strong>, Series 2, 3, 4, 5, 6) before running into further trouble when they cross paths with the militaristic leader (Aaron Stielstra) of another group of survivors (see The Walking Dead<\/strong>, Series 3). This dude is carrying out experiments on a mysterious girl who might or might not be a zombie and has a loathing of vegetable soup. That’s about it.<\/p>\n The trouble is that there’s absolutely nothing whatsoever in here that hasn’t been seen before. Fulci might have been making rip-off’s of Dawn of the Dead<\/strong>, but his films were imbued with a leftfield individuality which allowed them to stand as works in their own right. Age of the Dead<\/strong>, on the other hand, is almost indistinguishable from the numerous other zombie films which are flooding Netflix at the moment. The best of these films are those which find a novel way to tell their story and put a degree of effort into drawing up interesting characters (The Battery<\/strong>, Harold’s Going Stiff<\/strong>) but this does neither. Technically, it’s not bad: the cinematography is adequate; Picone’s direction is fine (he actually has the makings of a better director than any of the producers); and the acting is, well, variable (Stielstra and Bizau are good, everyone else is wanting). But there’s only so much interest you can generate when you’re re-treading very old ground.<\/p>\n