Way back in the early days of low-budget horror director icon Brett Piper, he created a short film called Dying Days about a reporter who gets entangled with zombies thanks to a long, horrid curse in his family. Well, a small-time head honcho of a defunct movie studio, Sam Sherman, decides to take Brett Piper's film and "make it better" by changing up 75% of the film to involve the reporter getting attacked by zombies, only to survive and enlist the help of his new cop girlfriend, an old man, his young genius son (lol, Scotty Schwartz from The Toy, then later...porn!), his little girlfriend, and their newly developed laser gun. What started out as a quirky, fun, old school Piper film (filled with titties and gore of course) now turns into a horribly boring, painfully corny, boobie-less and gore-less snoozefest with laughable zombie action. No seriously, the zombies vs. kids laser gun is hysterical. Most importantly, the molding of two very different films here is incredibly obvious and just horribly done. Thank goodness I rented this first instead of impulse buying! I'd say if you're going to rent this turkey, stick to the Dying Days movie instead, or better yet, watch both to see the incredible differences and bastard changes done.