The first act of this movie is amazing. It had me thinking that we were in cult classic territory. And then the brakes were applied, hard... the entire second act was an exercise in boredom with some preachiness sprinkled in for seasoning.

The third act opens with a bang and I'm thinking, we're back, redemption time... alas it was not to be, like a microcosm of acts 1 and 2, the brakes are applied and we slow everything down once more and the film meanders to a nonsensical ending.

This is a shame because the potential is clearly there... but every time momentum is built the creators opted to let things simmer down. Now maybe this would have been acceptable if the writing, characters, etc... could stand on their own, but they can't. Characters and story are very poorly developed and you aren't going to end up caring about any of them.

Something that I did enjoy was that our de facto protagonist didn't adhere to the collected, calm, and cool Indian stoic stereotype. It's clear early on that the guy is a wreck and it makes him quite likeable. So kudos for that.

In the end it's worth a watch... when it's good, it's great. Just a shame that the creative team couldn't hit that note consistently.

Since several decades now, especially since the beginning of the twenties, there were batches of zombie features, and I don't even speak of the series which I will not present; I am not a viewer's intelligence offender. Zombies everywhere, anywhere in the horror genre. And among those batches, there were so many craps, so many. This one belongs to the are exceptions thanks to the directing, and character's study, so rare in a B movie. Involving the native Americans brought this topic in the ethnology field, as if Tony Hillerman would meet George Romero. I highly recommend it.