Redneck Zombies

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Year:	1987
Country of origin:	USA
Director:	Pericles Lewnes
Genre:	Erm, redneck zombies
Starring:	Tyrone Taylor, William E. Benson, P. Floyd Piranha, William-Livingston Dekker
Rating:	5/5
IMDB link:	http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0093833/
Tagline:	They're Tobacco Chewin', Gut Chompin', Cannibal Kinfolk from Hell!
Favourite line:	"You quit your sassin' boy! I'll pulled you outta yer mother and I'll shove ya right back in!"

Another gem from the Troma stable, this time as distributors only though.
The version I saw had a reasonably lengthy explanatiuon by Troma Godfather Lloyd Kaufman, explaining that this film was the first ever to receive distribution in the world that was filmed entirely on video, as opposed to film. Whether your average film viewing public cares about that is neither here nor there, what it does show is that, once more, Troma dares tread where most others fear.
So what happens?

A barrel of radioactive waste spills from a military vehicle and is inadvertantly used by a bunch of Rednecks as a still for their moonshine.
There's a group of campers wandering around the countryside and a fat farmer who doesn't like trespassers, especially if they happen to be of none-white persuasion. Well, the Rednecks moonshine becomes contaminated by the radioactive waste and, inevitably, everyone who drinks the fiery brew is transformed into a slavering zombie.

That's all folks.
But it is massively entertaining.
Not one of these motherfuckers can act, and the script can best be described as derisory, but it's the gore.
Oh my, the wonderful, wonderful gore. Sickness is the name of the game here, and it delivers in spades, from ravenous zombies tearing into corpses, to dismemberments and beheadings.
Yep, we get the lot.
It's funny too at times. Not consistently laugh out loud funny, and occasionally it slips into slapstick, a cardinal sin, but two or three moments hit it right on the money, standout moments being the vet performing the autopsy whilst tripping on acid, and the fat farmers 'alone' speech.
If you want splatter, and you can tolerate shocking production values, you really are in for a treat.
Best film I've seen this year (2009).