World War Z

World War Z is a barely capable thriller in zombie drag, with shaky-cam and muddy editing to keep you confused when the shit hits the fan. Brad Pitt plays a retired UN spook who reluctantly re-ups to do something about all the damned zombies. He does so in a handful of noisy set-pieces loosely linked together to serve as story, but those pieces are just variations of “Shit! Someone just made a noise and here come the zombies! Run!” And here the infected come a-runnin’, as director Marc Forster emphasizes the swarming aspect of insects or even the disease itself. It’s a neat approach, one that aims for adrenaline over dread. There’s not much in the way of suspense, because that would slow down the action. Cinemark 14, Feather River Cinemas and Paradise