Thursday, July 24, 2008

Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead (2006) - 5 Wigs


A Review of

"Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead"

by

Jay Raymond

If you can make a movie about chicken zombies, you can make a movie about anything. This is my line and I'm sticking to it. I arrived an hour early at the Roxie to wait in a large line filled with attendies for a 48 hour film festival. Artsy Fartsy types clogged the sidewalk while conversations about supporting the arts floated to and fro'. Yet, they were mere neophytes to the real art laying in wait behind the 25 seat theatre of the smaller auditorium for those of us intrepid enough to risk out sanity on such a true masterpiece, "Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead" (2006), directed by Lloyd Kaufman.

Our movie is set in the ancient graveyard of the Tromahawk tribe of Tromaville where a national restraunt chain has evicted the local dead native residents, throwing them literally in the trash. Of course, an evil curse ensues, carrying out hero, Arby, and his one true love, Wendy into the mix of horror and laughter, singing wildly through the movie. Yes, in true form, Troma made a musical and the songs rocked while undead chicken pieces possessed and consumed all, turning people into giant human chicken zombies. Yay. Finally a real movie.

Our hero spends this movie trying to pry his beloved from the conniving arms of her lesbian lover, Mickey who is secretly working for the General, owner of the evil chain fast food joint, American Chicken Bunker to deliver the town's populace right into their store. Paco Bell, Humus, and "chicken-lover" Carl Jr. working for manager Denny, try to work through their very first shift without being eaten alive. Paco Bell becomes a living "Sloppy Jose" (who happens to be on a "roll" ;)) while Carl Jr. turns into a giant mutant chicken! Blood and guts splatter this film wall to wall and finishes with a giant car explosion. Giggles and laughs abound in this great flick. 5 inverted stars from this dark lord. Cluck, sorry, check it out.

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