Zombies! Zombies! Zombies!

Introduction

Oddly, this year has seen not one, but two zombie stripper movies. One, Zombie Strippers, boasted the inclusion of Robert Englund and Jenna Jameson in the cast but the other, Zombies, Zombies, Zombies, a labour of love by Jason Murphy and Tony Giordano, doesn't have any big names to speak of, nor a sizeable budget.

The plot is simple: a drug dealer steals an experimental cancer medicine and mixes it with hard drugs which he shares with 'ladies of the night'. This has the unfortunate side-effect of turning crack-whores into zombies and it's up to the strippers from the Grindhouse club to stop them.

Video

Sometimes very good, other times poor, the quality varies throughout the film. You'd expect a low-budget zombie movie to have plenty of gore but, oddly, this isn't the case here. It's only at the very end when the zombies start exploding that characters get splattered with red liquid and there's a degree of gut-munching going on.

Audio

A Dolby Digital 5.1 soundtrack of reasonable quality and clear dialogue is the only option.

Extra Features

The making of is quite revealing with some decent b-roll footage and interviews with the writer and director.

There are also some outtakes (some funny, some not) and the theatrical trailer.

Conclusion

The bumf for Zombies, Zombies, Zombies claims it draws comparisons with Herschell Gordon Lewis's films, by way of Russ Meyer. This is a bold assertion but, whilst it certainly has the energy and B-movie feel, it doesn't have the imagination, gore or nudity of the aforementioned schlockmeisters.

I enjoyed this far more than I should have - it certainly has no ideas beyond its station - the acting is occasionally lousy, the script poor and the pacing saggy, but I'd be a liar if I said it wasn't good fun. The best character is Johnny 'BackHand' Vegas (played with great zest by Anthony Headen), a pimp with a quick mouth and amazing bling, who gets the best lines, including a parody of Snakes on a Plane. For a film about strippers, featuring some Playboy models amongst the cast, there's a surprising lack of nudity - even a stripper on stage doesn't 'get them out'!

If you want something ridiculous and good fun then this is well worth a look - I doubt you'll watch it more than once as it's not in the 'so bad it's good' category and won't, like Peter Jackson's Braindead, become a cult classic.

This is available individually or as part of the Rise of the Flesh Eaters Boxset.