Zombie Strippers Reviews
Lots of random people in it. It's plot is horrendous, especially since the beginning of the film comes to a random nosedive and turns into stripping and stripping zombies and stripping zombies competing against each other.
What makes no sense and what will never be explained are that the infected strippers can speak and function normally. Now, that's not saying much. But they are like a more intelligent version of the special infected from the Left for Dead series.
The movie is just a lot of fun to watch and everyone should see it. Extremely graphic, I saw it fully uncensored on IFC. But I can't recommend this film enough.
Robert Englund (above - Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon, Hatchet, 2001 Maniacs, The Nightmare on Elm Street Series, Python, Urban Legend, Wishmaster) is fantastic as a mysophobic strip-club owner. He'll be very interesting to see in the not to vastly differently sounding upcoming film Strippers VS Werewolves.
It's chock full with enough nudity and fake blood to make a Satyr model blush, though as a genera rule the girls aren't strictly speaking attractive, you take what you can get in the name of good B-Movie entertainment. The film isn't entirely without intellect, it has a moral issue or two, as well as making a political statement and above all being loosely based/inspired on Eugene Ionesco's play Rhinoceros, so far as Englund's character being named Ian Essko, as well as alluding to philosophers Satre and Camus.
Zombie Strippers, with a tweak or two, could easily have hit the new wave of Grindhouse Revival alongside Bitch Slap, Hobo with a Shotgun, Hell Ride, Death Proof, Planet Terror and Machete. Alas it was not to be, but the film is still old-school entertainment. A movie best seen intoxicated on some level, but perfectly acceptable to laugh at while sober.
There's great dialogue sequences, and at least some vague semblance of a back story. Hiring porn-stars instead of actors was a sort of a double-edged sword, but the crew have no intention of holding back in the barrage of tits and hilarity. It's fucking sick, in both the Wutcunt and regular interpretation of the word.
If titties and dumbies are the only thi gs you love this is your ticket.
While a film like that could be a bit of campy, pulpy fun, "Zombie Strippers" isn't. It takes itself a tad too seriously, and there's not even unintentional laughs to be had from the script.
Not worth a cent.
- This 2008 'Zombie Strippers' is supposed to be a horror comedy. The title says it all: this movie is all about zombies and boobs. It literally sucks. The plot and dialogues are a joke, the acting is bad and some of the zombies at the beginning of the film look ridicules. But what did I expect? The only positive thing there is to say is that there's lots of blood and gore. O yeah, and nudity. Not to say constant nudity. In the main cast we see horror icon Robert Englund (A Nightmare on Elmstreet) and porn star Jenna Jameson (who's making a career change... yeah right). A waste of time if you ask me, unless you're into dead women...
When an elite military group needs to take care of a zombie problem in a secret laboratory, the rookie gets bitten in his hand. Knowing that his teammates will shoot him if they would find out, he flees and crawls through the basement window of a nearby building. Unknowingly he enters 'Rhino', an illegal strip club owned by Ian Essko (Englund). During the act of the club's star dancer Kat (Jameson), he changes into a zombie and attacks her. Essko and his employers hide Kat's body, but shortly afterwards see that she is back on stage, dancing like nothing ever happened. And with success! Essko smells that a lot of money can be earned with his zombie stripper. Soon, the other girls get jealous and want to turn too. That's when things go wrong...