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In his gouvernment-funded lab, Dr Chuchfield (Brad Milne) creates
zombies, the new supersoldiers, if you will - but before you know it, the
experiment gets out of hands, and a special squad is sent in to get the
situation under control - but as you can imagine, one of the zombies gets
out and finds shelter in a neighbouring underground stripclub - where he
soon enough bites top stripper Kat (Jenna Jameson) ... but while the
zombie-infection seems to turn men into lumbering idiots, it turns women
into superstrippers - and thus, Kat becomes a hit with the audience of the
club. Thing is, she tends to bite one member of the audience after each
performance (and zombify him in the process), but sleazy club owner Ian
(Robert Englund) figures she's still good for the business, and he just
locks away the zombies in a cage in the basement. With Kat having become
such a hit, other girls want to be zombified as well, and soon, Ian
threatens his live (as opposed to undead) strippers with firing them. Of
course, the zombies in the basement eventually get out and it's getting
pretty nasty, but after much mayhem and Kat involved in a zombie-stripper
on zombie-stripper catfight, the special squad comes in and resolves the
situation ... Obviously taking cues from Tobe Hooper's less
than great Masters
of Horror-episode Dance
of the Dead (even starring Robert Englund in a similar role) and
Peter Jackson's Braindead, Zombie Strippers is actually
pretty funny - but without being nearly as extreme, as biting or as
inventive as it could have been: There are attempts at satire, but they
don't seem to be necessarily thought through, the violence apart from a
few scenes is gross but run-of-the-mill, and the directorial effort is
good craftmanship, but it lacks any spark of originality. What remains is
a topless Jenna Jameson rapidly turning into a zombie, intentionally ham
performances (first and foremost the dependable Robert Englund), racial
sereotypes played to their politically incorrect extremes they can't be
taken seriously anymore (first and foremost Joey Medina as Mexican
cleaner), and jokes that range from ok to pretty good - now this is all
better than nothing, and you will be entertained, just don't expect a
masterpiece or even a film as offensive as its title might suggest ...
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