In Marc Forster's “World War Z,” the zombie population is a reflecting pool of national anxieties. Unlike, say, George Romero’s “Night of the Living Dead” (1968), in which atmospheric radiation was blamed (vaguely) for awakening the cemeteries, and turning corpses into subs for the Vietnamese, the allegorical parallels of “WWZ” are far less precise. In fact, the movie seems calculated to appeal -- if that’s the word -- to every phobia afflicting contemporary society.
Which producer and Plan B president Dede Gardner thinks is a good thing -- audiences can impose their own interpretations on what Forster is giving them: “I think the best kind of entertainment has that malleable and elastic quality, and allows audiences to impose their own values.”
But she laughed when we cited one scene (semi-spoiler alert) in which Brad Pitt’s U.N. investigator Gerry Lane is flying first-class on a plane bound from Israel to India and a zombie outbreak occurs in coach – which seems to mirror the way flight attendants view economy customers anyway, no? Gardner laughed out loud. “I never thought of that, but it’s funny.”
Open to far grimmer interpretation is the film’s sequence in Israel, which has spared itself zombiefication by getting its healthy population behind its walls. You want to see zombies as Palestinians? The movie seems to be saying “OK.” But then the grateful Jerusalem survivors start chanting and praying to God, and the deafening sound -- zombies, at least in “WWZ,” are aroused by noise -- provokes another offensive by the undead against the fortified city. If you want to see this as a critique of religion, “WWZ” seems to be saying “be our guest,” but the reality is that no matter what you’re afraid of, including fast-moving zombies, the movie is going to be happy to oblige.