Burial

Burial is... atmospheric, with something thematically potent lurking in its sylvan half-light.

“Burial” does have a fair share of suspenseful moments but it never takes full advantage of its premise.

Burial has a hard enough core, both in terms of its central premise and its pulpy tropes, that for about 30 minutes, it almost works as a decent B-movie, right before it unceremoniously falls apart.

There’s a great movie—or at least the idea for one—buried somewhere in Burial, but the finished product is just OK.

It’s brutal and exceedingly bloody, as one would expect from this kind of lean genre picture. But “Burial” also is packed with meaty philosophical questions about gods, monsters, and men at war, and it’s exceedingly well-executed.

The story is invented, and not particularly exciting as such.

Burial's script contains some interesting elements, but the film never manages to truly rise to the occasion as either a horror movie or a war story.

A muddled sort of horror pic set as a WWII B-movie period piece thriller about Hitler's corpse.

It almost feels like Parker had originally set out to make a horror movie — not that Hitler isn't already one of history's greatest monsters — but ended up toning down those elements for a more generic war drama with some supernatural elements.

Balance is everything for a film of this size, and Burial never quite finds it.