Netflix Self-Torture Experiment Trilogy #4: Dead Moon Rising

I’ve got time to squeeze another movie in before I head to @vmarinelli and @ThunderDolt’s house to kick off the tweeting-up. This was a suggestion from my friend Kate.

Synopsis from Netflix: When a disease transforms most earthlings into flesh-scarfing zombies, it’s all news to Jim (Jason Crowe) and his colleagues at Cheapskate Car Rental, who don’t realize the threat until it falls on their Louisville, Ky., doorstep. While dealing with his crazy ex-girlfriend and annoying customers — not to mention the undead cannibals — Jim must unite the town’s remaining bike gangs to battle the monsters in this comic zombie flick.

My thoughts: Holy crap, was this movie awful. I normally get a kick out of zombie flicks, even if they’re of the B-movie variety, but Dead Moon Rising was just spectacularly dumb. Instead of developing any sort of storyline, it attempts to make humor out of repeated poor jokes about creationism versus evolution, overseas outsourcing, and the correct pronunciation of “Louisville.” Throw in several really random flashbacks which don’t add anything to the so-called plot and you’ve got yourself a clusterfuck of a film.

Basically the group wanders from place to place fending off zombies without encountering any other survivors until all of a sudden, with no explanation, a shitload of bikers show up and help stage what the narrator describes as an “epic” battle against the undead. The big problem is that there’s no resolution at all. There’s a mention that they “lost some good people that day” and then the movie just ends with a “maybe I’ll tell you about it some day.” No, motherfucker. That’s not how this works. Unless there’s a Dead Moon Rising 2 (and let’s hope there’s not), you tell me about it right fucking now. [One out of five stars.]

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