How can you not love a zombie movie with a bad-ass ruralbeauty queen heroine, a plot twist involving aliens, and an armed-to-the-teethmilitant hillbilly wearing baggy overalls and spurs on his work boots?
Welcome to "Undead," a tongue-in-cheek Romerohomage from Down Under.
A huge cult hit in its homeland, this low-budget wonderby brothers Michael and Peter Spierig, begins with radioactive meteoritesturning most denizens of dot-on-the-map Berkeley, Australia, into lumbering,flesh-munching ghouls. Its handful of survivors hole up in a ramshacklefarmhouse, where the scruffy gun-nut redneck has been preparing for theworst (homemade bomb shelter, homemade triple-barrel shotgun) since hewas simultaneously attacked by a zombie trout (!) and abducted by a flyingsaucer while fishing some months before.
But soon they're on the run again, dodging downpours ofinexplicable acid rain, and wondering just what the hell is really goingon when they discover the town isn't just under siege by the walking dead,but has also been walled in by extra-terrestrials (the spiked black barriersclimb into the clouds), who seem to be pulling survivors into the theirships through beams of light.
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