Why must they ruin everything?
It's one thing to make vampires sparkle. It's another to make werewolves cuddly. But when we're served up a zombie who looks like a blend of Lord Byron and that boy in high school who was, like, deep and always made you think he had a secret, I think we've reached the end of the line. This here is Nicholas Hoult, who stars in Warm Bodies. It's based on Issac Marion's YA novel about a zombie who falls in love with a living girl. I haven't read it and I never will, but I presume the girl doesn't take a shot gun and blow his head off as she should have done the first time she saw him. Or maybe she does and it's super-tragic because deep down under his insatiable hunger for brains he's, like, deep.