One look at the cover art for the movie Maggie tells the viewer all they need to know (or does it?):
Oh well there you go. It’s clearly a movie about Tha Ahnold killing his way to a cure for his daughter’s zombification. After all, when has Arnold Schwarzenegger* ever been in a movie where bullets/knives/muscles aren’t the answer?
Well… now, apparently.
*Let it be known that I spelled his last name right the first time with no help. Scratch one off the bucket list.
Maggie is an absolutely heartrending account of a young girl spending her last week on Earth with her family and friends as she slowly succumbs to zombieism (just like all recent zombie movies, there’s a medical-sounding name for the “disease” but let’s call a spade a spade). The fact the her father is played by Schwarzenegger is inconsequential. He barely even kills anything.
To elaborate a little more on that description: Maggie is set in a world unlike any other zombie movie. In this world, there is not some kind of war against the undead, with mankind fighting tooth and nail (pun intended) for its own survival. Instead, Maggie takes a far more realistic approach to how such an outbreak would be handled. The infected are treated as such; infected. Doctors practice compassion and good bedside manner when dealing with patients, rather than the traditional “machete to the brain” approach. In the world of Maggie, infected patients are given the option to go home to their families until the effects of the disease (i.e. wanting to eat people) overtake them. At that point they are taken to “quarantine.” The viewer is never told exactly what happens in quarantine, but none of the accounts are particularly pleasent, and they all boil down to “you die.”
The titular Maggie (played by Little Miss Sunshine’s Abigail Breslin) gets bitten in a vaguely defined altercation with some zombies and begins to turn. The doctor treating her is a friend of her father, Wade (Schwarzenegger), and lets her leave the hospital to go be with her family in her final days. The understanding is that when her symptoms progress to where she becomes dangerous, Wade will take her in to quarantine. Either that, or he will “make it quick.”
Once again, the expectation going into this movie was that Schwarzenegger would dominate the screen time; that the movie would focus on the father character dealing with the impending loss of his daughter. In truth, the movie (wisely) focused on Maggie’s struggles with her decent into zombiehood. She hangs out with her friends (some of whom are also infected). She takes walks in the woods. She plays on swing sets, gets injured, and cuts off her rotting flesh.
On one hand, this movie could be seen as an allegory for the changes in adolescence and puberty. Maggie experiences changes in her body and strong desires toward previously repulsive things. In fact, the aforementioned scene on the swing set underscores this: she physically cannot do the things she loved as a child anymore. However, that metaphor pretty much runs off the rails during the walk in the woods where Maggie ravenously devours a live fox.
Maggie is certainly not without its faults, however. Her (step?)mother, Caroline (Joely Richardson, The Patriot, Nip/Tuck) comes off as shrewish and cold; often trying to convince Wade to kill her or send her away, and in fact eventually leaving altogether. Maggie also has a couple younger siblings who are sent away at the very beginning. On one hand, I understand this choice as A) it makes sense in the world of the movie not to endanger them and B) it streamlines the story. But I also would’ve liked to see more of an exploration of that relationship. As it stands, the only two relationships explored are that of Maggie with her father and (briefly) of her with her friends.
Don’t rent Maggie hoping for a Schwarzenegger-y blood bath. Don’t rent it hoping to see a man going to any lengths and sacrificing his life to find a cure for his daughter, like some kind of zombie Taken.
Do rent Maggie if you want to see and excellent high-concept exploration of love and humanity. Do rent it if you want a complete 180 from the modern zombie genre.
I will warn you, this movie will bring you to tears if you really pay attention. So don’t do what I did and watch it with your guy friends, unless you want to play “I just have something in my eye” for thirty minutes or so. Other than that, there is no reason not to watch this movie.
Check out the trailer here:
Billy is a freelance writer living in Indianapolis with his dog, BoJack. He enjoys TED talks, video games, sunny days, football, and the salty tears of his enemies.