Forget the silly title. “My Dead Friend Zoe,”  leads with its heart and that goes a long way toward smoothing the narrative bumps and clunky transitions in this female friendship story about two soldiers, home from the war in Afghanistan and coping with PTSD. Don’t get me wrong. There are rowdy laughs to be had, but there’s no way you can laugh off the film’s core of hurt. Scripter Kyle Hausmann-Stokes, in a sincere, scrappy directing debut, is writing what he knows as a former Army paratrooper and Iraq veteran.  Amid the chaos of combat, they banter, trade barbs, duet to Rihanna’s “Umbrella,” dodge snipers and firebombs and look out for each other. That support doesn’t change when they return home to Oregon. But there is one wrinkle: Zoe is dead. And Merit, filled with survivor’s guilt, is talking to a hallucination, which she sees as the only alternative to no Zoe at all. – ABC NEWS

“My Dead Friend Zoe is a terrifically funny and very thought provoking film. It isn’t one that will leave you easily and you won’t want it to.” – InSession Film