Dead Snow: Red vs Dead

"I've seen a thousand zombie movies and this is not in any of them", says one character in Tommy Wirkola's splatstick follow-up to 2009's Dead Snow, and to an extent he's not wrong. Starting at the end of that cult cabin-under-siege horror, the sequel sees lone survivor Martin (Vegar Hoel) - minus a sawn-off infected arm - fleeing the undead Nazis who slaughtered his friends. Ending up in hospital (but with an unwanted appendage with a mind of its own), Martin is soon on the run but determined to stop the horrible horde's cross-country trail of destruction, aided by the Zombie Squad (actually three American geeks looking for thrills) and a platoon of equally undead Russian soldiers with their own axe to bury. It's rich with pitch-black humour, visual gags (so that's how zombies siphon petrol) and gruesome deaths. It also owes much to the irreverent tongue-in-cheekiness of Evil Dead 2 and Peter Jackson's Braindead, although the climactic daytime face-off in an idyllic-looking Norwegian town is pure Lord of the Rings. It isn't subtle or chilling, but fans of splattery nonsense will surely find much to savour.