Friday, February 12, 2010
Flesh Eater--AKA Revenge of the Living Dead (1988)
Bill Hinzman reprises his iconic role from NOTLD and gets more screen time during this unofficial sequel. For the most part, it follows the same plot constructs as its predecessor but instead of societal commentary, we are served with the familiar sleaze and cheese of 80's horror films.
A group of kids are lead out the countryside for a weekend camping trip. One of them tells the story of how one of their classmates came out with their girlfriend to the very same spot a couple of years ago and never came back. When a search was conducted, they found a dog with a human hand in its mouth. 'Oh Bill...' they all exclaim and they promptly hop to beer guzzling and making out with each other. When one of the couples sees another couple making out, the girlfriend remarks 'Why don't you ever kiss me like that?' To which the boyfriend quips 'If you had tits like that, maybe I would.' Oh snap! They also like striking up Dance Party USA at a moments notice.
One of the couples wander off and find a barn at a nearby farm to shack up in. After a series of 'I'm not normally like that, but I like you, I like you too', they hop to making boom boom fucky fucky. The farmer unearths the zombie Hinzman's coffin that has been inexplicably placed near his farm. He awakens and its not long before he's wreaking havoc, killing the farmer and then taking out the kids, one of which is speared by a pitch fork (I thought zombies were supposed to have lost most of their motor functions?; he even successfully aims and uses a gun at one point!). From here on out, it follows in similar suit as NOTLD.
The kids hole themselves up in the farmhouse, the zombies take them out and some of them turn into zombies themselves. The last surviving couple escapes the farm but falls victim to the group of townsfolk and police that are scouring the countryside and capping zombies at will. It doesn't have nowhere near the shock value as Duane Jones' untimely fate at the end of NOTLD, even though its clearly supposed to. Its kind of hard to when 3/4 of the film is built around the sleaze factor.
There are a couple of funny scenes: a Halloween party with a group of hammered douchey teens mistakens the zombies for party goers and a little girl answers the doorbell in anticipation of tricker treaters and instead, she meets the mouth and face of zombie Bill. But other than that, the film is just OK. A serviceable zombie flick thats better for its sleaze rather than its attempts at being serious.
Cortez the Killer