“Burying the Ex” isn’t essential zombie art house, but it has its merits. Its two lead actresses Ashley Greene (of “Twilight” fame) and Alexandra Daddario (“San Andreas”) are gorgeous enough to compensate for the incomprehensible charm (that is to say, I’m unable to comprehend why or how he’s charming) of Anton Yelchin.
Greene’s environmentalist neat freak dies, but eventually digs herself out of the grave to return to Yelchin’s Halloween and demonic paraphernalia store assistant. He greets customers good bye with “Go to hell.”
My main interest is how stunning Greene looks as a zombie. Notwithstanding how skin begins to fall off from parts of her face, it’s like she had a permanent Charlotte Tilbury smoky eye going on, and Rooney Mara’s perfectly pale skin.
When Greene returns to their shared apartment, Yelchin’s token overweight friend bewails, “You’ve got a Tim Burton movie in there!” Well, who couldn’t resist the Victorian allure of a corpse bride? (Even Lindsay Lohan can’t in “Mean Girls.”)
When the couple goes out to party at a certain Black Metal Bar, panda-eyed pale folks comment to Yelchin approvingly, “Your girl is so goth!”
This brings me back to a stellar fashion moment that was Rodarte’s Spring 2010 show, when models with dark lips and almost no trace of eyebrows, came out in dresses that looked like post-apocalyptic patchworks of plaid and cobwebs. Even the gothic-medieval trend from the recent fall shows convinces me that romance in fashion is, no doubt, alive.
