Burying the Ex: A Graveyard of Laughs and Gory Fun

Alright, so where do we even begin with “Burying the Ex”? Directed by Joe Dante, the genius behind “Gremlins,” this film has got quite the mishmash of tones, blending horror and comedy like an old DJ at a rural Swedish rave—either amazing or… a tad chaotic. And speaking of chaos, Anton Yelchin, who plays Max, perfectly captures that awkward blend of fear and love post-breakup. Ah, those infamous breakups. We’ve all been there, haven’t we? I once buried an ex’s mixtape in my back garden… not quite the same, but therapeutic nonetheless.

Now, perhaps it’s not the film you’d show your grandma while eating her legendary köttbullar, but it’s got its spooky charm. Ashley Greene pops up as Evelyn—Max’s not-so-dead girlfriend, and did I mention she’s fantastic? She brings a quirky energy, somewhere between endearing and utterly terrifying. It’s as if you’ve left a cinnamon bun in the oven a bit too long, yet still consider taking a bite.

There’s definitely a playfulness to it all. The bickering between zombies and humans, the oversized emotions, almost reminiscent of those Swedish soap operas. But here’s the kicker—do we need another explosive love-hate dynamic? I’m not sure, but they sure made it look fun.

Of course, there are messy moments when the script feels like it stumbled straight into a foggy Stockholm November. Maybe it’s the predictability. But then, isn’t that part of the fun with horror comedies?

“Burying the Ex” might not redefine cinema, but grab some popcorn, a few cinnamon buns perhaps, gather your mates and have a laugh with it one grey Friday night. Best case—you’ll enjoy the ride. Worst case—you’ll reconsider who you’d drag from their grave.

Check the trailer below