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Director: The Spierig Brothers
Year: 2003
Genre: Horror
Notable Cast: Felicity Mason, Mungo McKay, Dirk Hunter, I'm not making this shit up
Netflix Link: Undead
Quote to Note: I'll fuckin' finish you off faster than a fuckin' birthday cake at a fat chick's fuckin' birthday party!
Review: 5 minutes and 50 seconds in to the movie we have an assortment of boats. A few sailboats, a schooner, and some assholes that can't seem to start their boat. It's Z-Day and they've brought the gore to a small fishing village in Australia. The brutality, arterial spray, and humor rank this movie in a category with Evil Dead and Dead Alive, but it has it's differences as well. Namely, aliens. Apparently extraterrestrial life cares about us since they send a number of spaceships to heal this village of the zombie infection. If only they would heal all derelicts stricken with HIV so hookers could be in play again. But I digress, and the movie boils down to these points of interest:
- A lot of people die
- A lot of people live
- Aliens are comfortable with their genitalia
- A fat man's ass isn't as hideous as some women
- Zombie fish get punched
- Rinse (literally) and repeat
- The writers of this film must've had about three different scripts (none of which made sense) so they decided to make one big movie
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