Scouts Guide to the Zombie Apocalypse

I had trouble believing Landon and company were going to be able to pull this type of horror-comedy hybrid off. But they do, more or less, the strengths of the performances and the number of solid laughs winning me over.

Demerit badges all round.

Putrefied audiences may get a few yucks from the crass schoolboy blend of tits and offal, but connoisseurs will opt for the much funnier Cockneys vs Zombies.

As zombies' heads are shot off and feral cats and even more feral old ladies prey on the hapless adolescent heroes, you can't help but warm to the cheery irreverence of the storytelling.

There's this one shot, almost seven seconds long... [that] is just a huge pair of breasts, up close, in slow-mo, bouncing "hilariously" on camera. I know -- breasts are so funny like that, aren't they?

A likable horror-comedy with a satisfyingly high splatter count.

Scouts Guide to the Zombie Apocalypse doesn’t try to do anything exceptional, but it might have been more successful if Zombieland, which came out six years earlier, hadn’t attempted a lot of the same things, and done them better.

This critic is tired of seeing movies in which teenage boys behave awfully for two acts, only to be redeemed in the last few moments by some imbalanced act of kindness.

I'm not sure that Lord Baden-Powell would approve of Scouts Guide to the Zombie Apocalypse but for the right audience it should be a good Halloween matinee.

I was never made to forget that these people are immature, sex-crazed caricatures.