One and a half stars.
Originally published on Saturday, March 15, 2014.
SPOILERS
In the near future, where George W. Bush is still President, Jenna Bush is the kegger-throwing Chief Justice of the High Court and the Rolling Stones are still touring in their twilight years, an "elite" group of commandos enter a research facility overrun with the walking dead. As a result, almost every marine in the group is killed, with the exception of one survivor. That soldier is bit, however, which creates a problem when he enters the local strip club. The club (called the Rhino for reasons I don't understand at all) is run by Ian (Robert Englund, always good to so him in a movie). He is a Howard Hughes like germophobe constantly on the lookout for a ways to create revenue. When the solider turns full-on undead and bites stripper Kat (Jameson), it somehow makes the already smoking hot dancer more appealing by having super-sweet corpsey dance movies. Pretty soon, the other girls are getting bit to compete, patrons are getting their limbs chewed off and are being locked in the basement until the military finally shows up to save the day.
This movie is what it is. It's the kind of thing that would have been at home in the 80s with USA Up All Night, but that ship has long since sailed. If you're expecting 28 Days Later, you're in for a bit letdown. This is nothing more than a tits and ass softcore porn mixed with some z-grade direct-to-video horror. But hey, I would rather watch this in a theater any day than the Dawn of the Dead remake. And I actually watched that . . . in a theater.
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