Zombie Strippers (2008)

...an inept, flat-out worthless piece of work...

Unfortunately for fans of the burgeoning "walking dead eat the patrons of the champagne room" subgenre, Zombie Strippers never manages to become the classic of this particular cinematic movement.

With a hilariously over-the-top B-movie vibe, this nutty gorefest keeps us chuckling all the way through. And underneath the outrageous wackiness, there's some playful thematic wit at work as well.

Enjoyable horror comedy that delivers on the promise of the title, aided by some decent effects and a witty script.

With a budget of perhaps £100, half the movie involves people having their heads ripped off with the rest devoted to porn stars jiggling their plastic boobs before being shot in the head. Someone please shoot me, too.

Jay Lee’s wannabe cult flick will draw cackles from forgiving fans of cheap’n’cheesy sexploitation.

Undemanding fans of softcore nudity and hardcore gore will chew it down, but real horror afficionados will crave more meat on the bone.

Proceed directly to the 'S' section of your local video shop and rent Shaun Of The Dead again instead.