I went to watch Zombeid without high expectations. After all, Pakistan isn’t always known for its brilliant cinema, and most films released on Eid are designed to be vapid crowd pleasers meant to rake in the big bucks. This is probably why I didn’t have the worst time watching it.
The acting was fine, the plot was fine, the visuals were fine. Everything was just fine.
As a zombie media aficionado, I’ve seen just about every zombie TV show and movie there is to watch on Netflix and beyond. I love the genre. There’s something about how a zombie apocalypse changes human nature that I love examining. But there was none of that here.
The zombie lore was quite basic — the virus spreads through an extremely predictable mechanism. The zombies are sensitive to sound, but not the smell of human flesh. There is, of course, a final zombie boss who is extremely pumped up on steroids and revenge and lacks the singular flesh-eating motivation the other zombies have… inadvertently raising questions about how that came to be.
I guess that’s one of the most obvious plot holes here for me — and let me tell you, I’m not great at identifying plot holes, I usually like to turn my brain off and watch movies. I enjoy being entertained. Was I entertained? Mildly. Would I watch it again? Nah.
