Interesting for a B-movie. Robert Engulend (Freddy) stars as a strip joint owner who's found increasing cash flow in his illicet club by featuring the undead.
The movie starts out pretty boring and typical. A government project gone wrong, ends up leaving an infected soldier who wonders into the illegal club. The girls are pretty hot as it is, but when the soldier ends up biting the star of the show, the club heats up. Although most zombies wonder around like their mentally challenged, zombification effects the women differently in this flick. Point being, they dance a lot better. Robert Engulend seeing nothing wrong with the extra cash flow, decides to keep the undead women locked up at night when the club closes, and allows them to eat the few unfortunate patrons that oft try to take liberties with the girls. Like many who turn into the undead, the girls start to look like shit, but none of the guys seem to notice. Needless to say the undead patrons break loose and as one is expecting the disease to spread, it later becomes nuetralized by gov't commando's looking for their long lost pal.
All in all, the film wasn't as bad as it could've been. The beginning was pretty stupid. Special effects were great. It also had a lot of failed attempts at dry humor. Gives a new meaning to the term "crotch rot."