SERIOUSLY. This is what the crap Hollywood still puts out?

Self-important, over-dramatic, uninspired.

It's a mild crowd pleaser for people who are exhausted by blockbusters.

Worth seeing just to witness how winsome it is.

This film is a grand and successful goof. It's over the top. It contains a wealth of literary gags and allusions. It has a huge, delightfully klutzy political premise that some will enjoy and some will not find amusing. I found it hilarious. Most of all, it's great fun. Robert Englund is having a ball as Ian Essko (get it? Ionesco? "Rhinoceros?"), and that communicates to the audience. Did I say over the top? This film leaves the top behind in the first 15 minutes and never looks back. There are cheap ethnic jokes, cockamamey puns, serious stripper dances, outlandish gore effects (very well done in most cases), paramilitary parody, satirical commentary on Bush/Cheney, some hot rockin' music, including three songs by one of the "strippers" (also very well done). There's a Nietzche joke that had me laughing for days. And there is the big surprise, Jenna Jameson. Jenna is best known for her adult film work (why do they call it that?) but here she shows off her amazing comic timing and, at times, disturbingly physical sense of conveying her living dead status. Her "death" scene is the most harrowing I've seen in a film. She does one dance number that manages to be, at once, very sexy (she has had 18 years of serious dance training in ballet, jazz, etc.) and at the same time, somehow "off," neurologically… and very hungry. Some of the funniest moments in the film belong to her. I'm not a fan of porn, but would buy a ticket to see her in a mainstream film. It's odd that she'd take on this kind of anti-right-wing jocular- jugular-prop, being a confirmed Republican. ("When you're rich, you want Republicans in office," she said), but through it all she's a great sport and surprisingly funny.In short (too late for that, I suppose), this is a crazy indie foray into delightful excess, and a very funny film if you're not too restrained by political correctness; there is nothing correct about this film. It also has a high gore content, so be warned. It's delightful, far more than it might have been. Highly recommended.

Stuck-up headliner Kat (notorious porn starlet Jenna Jameson in peak snarky form) works as a stripper at the illegal underground gentleman's club the Rhino in the repressive near future. Kat becomes a major money-making attraction after she transforms into a lethal, yet sexy flesh-eating zombie. Will the other girls at the club resist the temptation to follow suit? Writer/director Jay Lee delivers oodles of outrageously graphic over-the-top splatter and gobs of tasty excessive female nudity while drawing the wacky characters in colorfully broad strokes, taking wickedly clever satirical potshots at politics, religion, conformity, and philosophy, and blithely wallowing in a gloriously tacky'n'tasteless sense of cheerfully rude'n'crude lowbrow raunchy humor. Yep, this picture sure ain't no subtle and sensitive work of substantial cinematic art, but it nonetheless comes on like delightfully deviant and deranged gangbusters because Lee goes all the way and then some with the intrinsic cheesiness and sleaziness of the hysterically lurid premise. Moreover, it's acted with definite hammy panache by an enthusiastic cast: Robert England has a ball as smarmy, greedy, and amoral club owner Ian, Jameson likewise really sinks her teeth into her juicy part, buxom knockout Shamron Moore hits it out of the part with her deliciously venomous portrayal of the jealous and spiteful Jeannie, Joey Medina contributes a gut-busting turn as bumbling janitor Paco, and Jennifer Holland projects a winningly sweet'n'spunky charm as naive farm girl Jessy. The bevy of smoking hot babes that include sultry Goth goddess Roxy Saint and tall ravishing redhead Penny Drake certainly don't hurt matters any. Lee's sharp widescreen cinematography provides an appropriately garish look. The spirited score by Billy White Acre and the thrashy rock soundtrack do the right-on rousing trick. A real schlocky hoot.

I saw that particularly rancid piece of gutter trash only recently and their are simply no words to describe its awfulness. I'm serious! I can go through the gambit: horrible, detestable, loathsome, revolting, abominable, inconceivable, no word exists in the English language that can accurately describe such a war crime against cinema. And I came in with no expectations. No positive ones at least. I don't know how the movie did it but it didn't even meet my exceedingly low expectations. If this movie was a food it be lutefisk with a side of brussel sprouts, if it were a real person it'd be Hitler and Stalin's love child, if it were a depth in the ocean only James Cameron would have seen it. This movie's complete polar opposite is the cure for cancer.But I digress, let me give you a description: After a crack team of soldiers kills a laboratory full of zombies, one manages to escape. He stumbles into a strip club and infects the ladies who develop an unquenchable bloodlust...and the need to strip. Realizing that his clientele have a ludicrous attraction to bloodied and decomposing body parts, the club owner (Robert Englund) decides to keep them around seemingly unaware of the problems they'll likely cause. I kid you not that's the plot.Co-starring Jenna Jameson and a hodge-podge of who cares, this movie fails on all levels. Now by this point some of you may be saying "awesome, this movie sounds like its so bad its good!" Let me be clear; there is so bad its good, so bad its bad, 12 feet of raw sewage and then this. I would not recommend this to my worst enemies and I absolutely do not recommend it to you. This is Ark of the Covenant type stuff; avoid with prejudice.http://theyservepopcorninhell.blogspot.com/

I loved this movie. This came out on DVD just as I finished reading the play 'Rhinoceros' for a class. Let me tell you, this is not "supposedly" or "allegedly" based on this play, it is FOR SURE based on this play, and it has to be one of the most bad-ass adaptations I ever did see. It is indisputable that Jay Lee (writer, director) knew what he was doing when he adapted the smart and absurd play about Nazism taking over French townspeople like a flu, and that's part of what makes this movie so great! There are layers of social commentary in this movie and maybe they are not as poignant as they were in Europe 50 years ago, but nobody was shooting golf balls out of vagina's back then so it all works out. When I brought this up to my class (how could I not share this gem of a coincidence?), it raised some eyebrows and lowbrow laughs and then a week later this guy a couple seats away attested to it even stronger than I did. THE POINT OF THIS REVIEW IS TO GET YOU TO READ 'RHINOCEROS' BY EUGENE IONESCO (it's only like 90 pages) AND THEN WATCH 'ZOMBIE STRIPPERS!' AGAIN!. IT WILL SHED A WHOLE NEW MEANINGFUL LIGHT ONTO THIS INSANELY FUNNY AND (despite that all I've been saying is that this is an adaptation of something else) ORIGINAL MOVIE.