Zombie Strippers! (2008)

I like the storyline of this show,it attract me so much

Redundant and unnecessary.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

The movie turns out to be a little better than the average. Starting from a romantic formula often seen in the cinema, it ends in the most predictable (and somewhat bland) way.

This 2008 horror comedy is sort of a zombie send-up of "Resident Evil" and "From Dusk Till Dawn" that mainly takes place in an underground strip club where an infected soldier turns the dancers into flesh-hungry zombies. We also meet a dopey, special forces team hunting the undead. Robert Englund (A Nightmare on Elm Street) and porn legend, Jenna Jameson are featured in this cheesy yet amusing zombie flick with great makeup effects. Fans of zombie flicks or horror in general, give this a try at least once.

This movie is bad, so I won't even bother explaining why, it's obvious.I did want to say one thing though, Jenna Jameson is no stripper. I would argue this movie would have at least been entertaining in a Showgirls or Striptease kind of way, if the stripping was good. Whatever the hell was going on with her hair, she had to keep flipping it off of her face. It was distracting and made it glaringly clear that Jenna has no stripping skills. Her striptease scenes were hard to watch and it should have been the most visually pleasing part of the whole mess.I'd rather watch the Motley Crue Girls video on a loop than watch this again.

A military unit made up of some goofy guys and pretty girls is called to a research lab. There the scientists have created zombies. The unit is told some zombies are lose and they can be killed with a shot to the head or when zapped by electricity. They go after the zombies and realize that the electric gun doesn't work all that well and some are bitten. Those that are have to be executed. When one of the bitten military guys sees that, he escapes and ends up in a strip bar.We meet the strippers, the boss, the lady in charge of the strippers, the dj, the janitor, the security guard. At first we deal mostly with stripper drama- the rivalry between two strippers, the angry goth stripper, the new virginal and religious stripper who's there to make money to help her sick grandmother against her boyfriends wishes, and others. The boss is played by Englund and he's all about the money. When the military guy turned zombie bites the star stripper, business goes on as usual. Not only that, but the customers for some reason go wild over zombie strippers. She starts attacking customers, and other strippers volunteer to be turned into zombies as well. Eventually all hell breaks lose. Then at the end we learn a bit more about the research project.Zombie Strippers as one would expect is campy, silly, at times dumb, but at other times the script show signs of intelligence. There are plenty of philosophical references (Nietzsche, Blavatsky, Camus, ontology, existentialist, fatalism, optimism, and more) and also philosophical musings about life and its meaning. These aren't dumb people making a dumb movie, but smart people who saw an opportunity to inject some brains into it what would otherwise have been a braindead movie. The movie is also very political. As a horror movie, zombie strippers is actually pretty good, it doesn't have a lot of gore but when it does, it's very good. It combines both physical and CGI gore and both are good, of course physical effects are much better. The strip club is among the worst settings for a movie, few movies manage to convey the supposed titillation of strip clubs. But Zombie Strippers does actually have some pretty decent strip acts. Some of them are in zombie make up, which is a bit odd, but even under makeup and contact lenses the beauty of the women comes through. The female cast is very good- from the military girls to pretty much every stripper, they are attractive girls, unfortunately not all of them strip. A shame in the case of the lovely Whitney Anderson.Zombie Strippers would have been better had it taken itself more seriously. Too many actors are playing for it laughs here, even though their character's life is at stake. It should be possible to make a good, serious, and smart B movie, even horror movie, that doesn't feel it has to be funny or silly to find an audience.

Stuck-up headliner Kat (notorious porn starlet Jenna Jameson in peak snarky form) works as a stripper at the illegal underground gentleman's club the Rhino in the repressive near future. Kat becomes a major money-making attraction after she transforms into a lethal, yet sexy flesh-eating zombie. Will the other girls at the club resist the temptation to follow suit? Writer/director Jay Lee delivers oodles of outrageously graphic over-the-top splatter and gobs of tasty excessive female nudity while drawing the wacky characters in colorfully broad strokes, taking wickedly clever satirical potshots at politics, religion, conformity, and philosophy, and blithely wallowing in a gloriously tacky'n'tasteless sense of cheerfully rude'n'crude lowbrow raunchy humor. Yep, this picture sure ain't no subtle and sensitive work of substantial cinematic art, but it nonetheless comes on like delightfully deviant and deranged gangbusters because Lee goes all the way and then some with the intrinsic cheesiness and sleaziness of the hysterically lurid premise. Moreover, it's acted with definite hammy panache by an enthusiastic cast: Robert England has a ball as smarmy, greedy, and amoral club owner Ian, Jameson likewise really sinks her teeth into her juicy part, buxom knockout Shamron Moore hits it out of the part with her deliciously venomous portrayal of the jealous and spiteful Jeannie, Joey Medina contributes a gut-busting turn as bumbling janitor Paco, and Jennifer Holland projects a winningly sweet'n'spunky charm as naive farm girl Jessy. The bevy of smoking hot babes that include sultry Goth goddess Roxy Saint and tall ravishing redhead Penny Drake certainly don't hurt matters any. Lee's sharp widescreen cinematography provides an appropriately garish look. The spirited score by Billy White Acre and the thrashy rock soundtrack do the right-on rousing trick. A real schlocky hoot.