A gonzo splatterfest from New Zealand that manages to stay breezy and good-natured even as you're watching heads get snapped off of spurting torsos. There are no rules in director Peter Jackson's slapstick carnival of gore. Bodies tear themselves in half; rib cages get ripped from their owners; the hero plows through a living room full of zombies while wielding a raised lawn mower. Dead-Alive is one outrageously gruesome set piece after another, a movie in which the human characters are boring but the limbs, eyeballs, and especially intestinal tracts have an exuberant life of their own. B


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