After 31 long days (and by now, a week of recovery), zombie movie marathon month is over. My seventh month-long binge of undead action was a rough one. Nearly everything I watched was mediocre. A small handful were reasonably solid, many more were terrible. Overall, it was a mix of boredom and pain, punctuated by the occasional grudging admittance that, yeah, this movie is okay. Nothing truly great, but plenty of stuff I probably would have enjoyed more if it had been surrounded by fewer full-on shitshows. I’d have guessed the overall low bar set all month would make the higher quality stuff seem even better than it was, but in truth nothing stood out enough to actually, you know, stand out. Now, on to the last two films.
Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead
Do you like Troma? Because I think this is maybe the apotheosis of Troma-style filmmaking. It’s a musical zombie comedy about a chicken restaurant built over an ancient Indian burial ground. It’s offensive, stupid and cheap looking. That said, it was far from the worst Troma film I’ve ever seen (and I am not a Troma fan, if you were wondering) nor was it anywhere close to the worst movie of the marathon.
In many ways, it was perfectly representative of this particular zombie movie marathon month. I’d had the screener for years, but just finally got around to watching it. It was a dumb and mostly unfunny comedy. Nothing good about it stood out above the crowd and the best thing it had going for it was some gratuitous nudity. So, yay? But now I’ve seen it, so I don’t have to see it again. For real yay!
Dead Snow 2: Red vs. Dead
Remember the first Dead Snow? Well, how about a lot more of the same, only with a few new wrinkles? The sole survivor of the first film gets charged with the murder of his friends, gets a zombie arm grafted on, accidentally kills a few people (that arm is a little feisty, see) and calls in the aid of the Zombie Squad for help in dispatching Herzog, the king shit zombie from the first movie. Hijinks ensue. Hijinks everywhere. Honestly, if you like the first one, you’ll like this one. It was one of the best of the marathon, for what that is worth. I definitely snort laughed a few times, which was nice. Also, my wife watched it with me, which is always nice.
So that’s it! I made it. I did a little wrap-up/lessons learned thing near the end for my weekly geek culture column elsewhere (“Five Lessons Learned from Binge-Watching 31 Zombie Movies“) and I don’t have a lot to add to that. Maybe to say that the overarching themes of this year were sleaze and dumb comedy, which was pretty painful. And also to give my man Zombie Shakespeare a shoutout (find him on Twitter at @ZombieShakes) for recommending a bunch of movies to me for the fest. Every one of his recommendations was decent, and they made up the bulk of the watchable films in this parade of garbage. Thanks, dude! This would have been infinitely more painful without you.