Are the nation's upper lips still stiff or have they gone slack?
Whatever the answer, this lower-middle-class zombie spoof left me feeling vaguely ashamed to be British (a state of mind further juiced up by the antics of Maxwell Trotter Ward on Big Brother.)
The writers were obviously trying to send up more than just George Romero's recently deceased but now not so wide awake horror format, but whilst the visual comedy scores a few telling head-shots with the old cricket bat, the verbal gags are like an ineffectual rain of glancing blows.
Can dogs look up?
"Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals": Winston Churchill