Chopper Chicks in Zombie Town

Ok, it's got a few inspired moments - I liked the ice-cream van chiming out "Dance Macabre", the zombie transfixed by the CCTV was amusing, and the Uzi weilding kid bemoaning the zombie attack on their school bus by grumbling "what rotten luck - going blind, being orphaned and now THIS!" has to be the best line by far in the movie. The townsfolk are reasonably well observed 1950's B-movie caricatures, and the choice of weaponry by the chicks in the final showdown with the zombies was quite amusing.

The overall impression however is dull, tedious and lacking the usual Troma gross-out but stylish trademark. Even at only 83 minutes, it feels overlong and the absence of any outtakes or any other bonus material on the DVD makes poor value for money.

I got my copy for just £3-99 in a high street clear-out sale. With a total of three half-chuckles throughout the movie, I don't feel like I got a bargain.

This film brings new meaning to the designation "low budget". The "Cycle Sluts" are a pack of tantalizing beauties who ride hard across the desert on shiny new hogs by day and sleep around a campfire each night. However, in every scene the girls appear as though they have just stepped out of the beauty salon.

When the biker women come across a small town and find that the dead are coming back to life,... Sound familiar? This flick doesn't try to hide the fact that it's "The Wild One" meets "Night of the Living Dead". The only way to kill a zombie is by burning it, and just before they burst into flames, the zombies turn to motionless manikins. The plot and the actors get dumber by the minute.

You've got to own this movie. Only one thing -- just don't want to watch it sober.

Apparently "CC" wants to be a parody. We can tell it's a comedy by the goofy, Candyland-style music that plays when the zombies attack. But what is it a parody of, exactly? Itself? The filmmakers provided themselves with mad scientists, lesbian bikers, midgets, blind kids, and zombies...but they forgot the screenplay. Billy Bob and Martha Quinn should provide some entertainment, right? Well, Martha tries, but Billy Bob is just dull. Don Calfa is in it...he's usually good for a larf or two, right? Nope. The flick is boring, slow-paced, dimwitted, and boring. But hey - you take your chances with Troma, right?