The plot: The zombie ghost of a sunken excursion boat
captain haunts an Austrian lake in search of vengeance against those who
caused the accident.
100 years ago, 80 passengers, (must have been the entire village?), and boat all gone in a lake no bigger than Lake Castaic so I'm making a wild
guess here that not one of the 80 could swim.
This is not a typical zombie movie if it is at all. Our weapons of zombie destruction in this one are mirrors, yup that's right, mirrors and a crow. But
me being a fan of all zombie flicks and this one being a super rare movie to
get makes the pretty penny I spent all worthwhile. Right up my alley.
The story line has an even, smooth flow due to it's decent editing and a few glitches here and there. Nothing much happens as we follow our horny alcoholic American telepathetic hero trying to get in between every pair of legs that crosses his path and his search for the ultimate martini. Throwing us Tijuana street dogs a bone every now and then a kill or boobs.
Some pretty good acting keeps you from fast-forwarding. An Oscar worthy performance from our local witch Frau Ziemler's crow, kaw'ing right on queue, and sometimes with it's beak closed even.
Can I go now?
Johnny V.
100 years ago, 80 passengers, (must have been the entire village?), and boat all gone in a lake no bigger than Lake Castaic so I'm making a wild
guess here that not one of the 80 could swim.
This is not a typical zombie movie if it is at all. Our weapons of zombie destruction in this one are mirrors, yup that's right, mirrors and a crow. But
me being a fan of all zombie flicks and this one being a super rare movie to
get makes the pretty penny I spent all worthwhile. Right up my alley.
The story line has an even, smooth flow due to it's decent editing and a few glitches here and there. Nothing much happens as we follow our horny alcoholic American telepathetic hero trying to get in between every pair of legs that crosses his path and his search for the ultimate martini. Throwing us Tijuana street dogs a bone every now and then a kill or boobs.
Some pretty good acting keeps you from fast-forwarding. An Oscar worthy performance from our local witch Frau Ziemler's crow, kaw'ing right on queue, and sometimes with it's beak closed even.
Can I go now?
Johnny V.
