Flesh Eater (1988) (USA)

aka Revenge of the Living Dead/Zombie Nosh

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That original graveyard ghoul Bill Hinzman returns to his familiar shambling in this boobs and blood soaked bit of Pennsylvania sleaze. A large gaggle of college friends spend some primo hang time on Halloween in the middle of a rural Pennsylvania forest and come face to face with some flesh hungry zombies. A farmer uproots a tree stump and comes across a satanic grave. His curiosity gets the better of him and he’s soon zombie chow for a familiar looking ghoul. The magical hayride adventure full of sex, booze and pot goes to shit as the homely students are massacred by the increasing numbers of the undead. No brains are necessary as creepy uncle Bill wanders around the woods, fondling boobs and making that red stuff flow. There’s an abundance of denim on display, which more than makes up for the general lack of acting chops from the cast of dead meat dinks. Of course, they end up lazily barricaded in a crap-shack farmhouse with an injured and slowly turning member, trying to survive and showing their true colors. The kids don’t last long and the rest of the runtime is dedicated to various other idiots getting their comeuppance, including a young girl dressed up as an angel and the rest of her stupid-ass family. Stretching out the film to feature length gets this flick wandering like a few of the extras but you’re always a few minutes away from nudity or splatter; so who cares? Get drunk, get high or get both and have some fun.