There’s a decent sized group of horror movie buffs who attribute great cultural insight to any number of films. There’s apparently social commentary in just about every inch of George Romero’s work and Dracula as well as Frankenstein’s monster are men out of time. Who knew.
When a movie comes along, still adhering to a great many of the genre’s finest points, that chooses to eschew any sort of artistic pretense, it should be noted. And yeah, that might be a bit difficult today, I’m sure Saw is somehow relevant to the world’s hunger problems or something, but Zombieland is so void of any proper intent that even such a meaningless film should be thought of as stellar entertainment. Well, if you’re loaded at least.