In a genre that fittingly refuses to perish, you’ve got to respect the many filmmakers furiously working to put a fresh spin on zombie cinema. (For any genre snobs who care about the distinction, Ziam’s zombies are the fast kind, spitting gouts of infectious blood and descending on their prey with feral enthusiasm. In martial arts cinema, it's perfectly acceptable for your hero to be a fearless badass, dispatching dozens of enemies with nary a blink. Less so in zombie media, where we need to feel more visceral danger, buying into the vulnerability of our human protagonist. That being said, it’s a fun 90 minutes of gory entertainment, hinging on a martial arts star who clearly knows his stuff.