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Glorious trash classic from the late, great Bruno Mattei still remains one of the greatest dumpster fires in film history. A horrific virus (they named the fucking experiment Operation Sweet Death) gets released at a chemical plant thanks to some infected rats and an elite SWAT team (who are idiots) are sent to New Guinea to look into things. The nasty virus has the side effect of turning the infected into flesh-eating zombies and the local populace has pretty much been transformed into shuffling corpses. They come across a journalist and her cameraman who have just watched their traveling companions (a family of three) come to a messy end thanks to an infected child and a zombie priest. Don’t worry, they seemed like awful people... also idiots. The team figures out they can only put the creeps down with headshots and proceed to waste countless ammunition by aiming everywhere else. They come across some natives and are granted shelter because the reporter paints her boobs and throws on a thong fashioned from native foliage. Zombies attack and they flee to an empty house. A cat eats its way out of a dead old woman’s corpse, one of the dummies gets eaten after taking a break to throw a tutu and top hat on for an impromptu dance number and the whole place gets swarmed by the living dead. They flee again and eventually make their way to the birth place of the virus. The truth comes out and our favorite art-boobed heroine meets a particularly nasty end. Mondo footage is repurposed... along with Goblin’s score from Beyond the Darkness, politicians from all over the world argue and the only choices made by the cast are idiotic and ultimately end in death. Everything in this movie is rotten and it’s so damn braindead it’s just beautiful.
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