"I gave this one 3 stars and looking back, its probably more than the film deserved except I had such a good time watching it. In all areas, it was technically awfull. Bad acting, bad camera work, bad sound, bad picture...but it was redeemed by its over the top gore. This one went full out. The stuff looks amateur and thus, there was no fear factor involved. But it was sure fun to look at. When i say there is really no story, i am not kidding here. The body count in this one is higher than any movie i've seen.There is no central character here. Except perhaps the head zombie (and lo! its the guy from the original night of the living dead! props to that!). Each character exists only long enough to get a few screams in before a zombie starts eating.
It starts in a farmers field or something. A box is opened and out pops a zombie. He kills. The rest of the people there get killed. They turn to zombies. Then a nice family is established. Then they all get killed. Enter more meat! A party in a barn. Zombies crash the party. Everyone dies. And on and on and on.
If you like your zombie films cheap, gory and to hell with the plot..you will like this. Also known as zombie nosh."
'Tis gory, I'll give it that
Jeffrey Leach | Omaha, NE USA | 07/30/2005
(3 out of 5 stars)
"When George Romero unleashed "Night of the Living Dead" on filmgoers back in the late 1960s, the world sat up and took notice. Well, some people did, mostly horror fans who thought the idea of disintegrating corpses coming back to life to take a bite out of the living sounded like a gift from heaven. I know I think it's a grand idea. Anyway, enough people expressed enough excitement about Romero's little black and white monstrosity that the filmmaker decided to make another movie a few years later called "Dawn of the Dead." Whoo, lordy! This little number really cemented the idea of zombies in the popular consciousness as well as made George Romero a legend in the horror world. Several more years would pass before Romero returned with "Day of the Dead," a gory conclusion to this Dead Trilogy (until his recent "Land of the Dead" hit theaters, that is). Good old George Romero. His films inspired a slew of imitations, both here and abroad, all loaded with bloody carnage. Some of these imitations, like Lucio Fulci's "Zombie," are pretty enjoyable. Most, however, fall far below the bar established by Mr. Romero. For example, take Bill Hinzman's 1988 film "Revenge of the Living Zombies," aka "Flesheater," aka "Zombie Nosh," aka "What a ripoff!"
Hinzman's claim to fame is a rather tenuous one; he played the cemetery zombie in Romero's "Night of the Living Dead." He's obviously trying to cash in on that fleeting moment of glory with "Flesh Eater." Problem is, this isn't the sort of film with which one would try to acquire glory. It starts promisingly enough (*snickers*) as we see a gang of teens heading out into the woods for an all-night hayrack ride. It's Halloween, you see, and kids can take hayrack rides in the woods while getting blasted on booze. Unfortunately, some farmer out in the woods is pulling stumps out of the ground with his tractor when he uncovers a funky looking crypt with all sorts of wording on it that basically says, "OPEN THIS AND DIE!" So what does Farmer Brown do? He pulls the lid off the casket! Inside is a pasty-faced gent (Hinzman, of course) who promptly rises out of the ground to feed on the surprised farmer. Well, just as in nearly all other zombie films, those attacked and killed by a card carrying member of the undead corps soon rise from the ground to wreak their own brand of bloody havoc on the living. Hinzman and the newly enlisted farmer track down the kids in the forest for some gut munchin' fun. A couple of the lads and lasses fall, but the rest flee to a nearby farmhouse to make their final stand. Fun, eh?
Two of the kids, Bob (John Mowod) and Sally (Leslie Ann Wick), soon escape the deathtrap that is the farmhouse and spend the rest of the film running through a countryside populated by an increasing number of zombies. I feel sorry for the people they meet up with because no sooner do Bob and Sally arrive on the scene than a few flesheaters drop by to rip and tear the living to shreds. It soon becomes apparent that Bob and Sally are the equivalent of couple of adolescent grim reapers, bringing death and destruction to the living with seeming impunity. To their credit, the two attempt to warn everyone they come in contact with that the world has gone haywire, but no one believes them until they feel sharp teeth on their necks and hear the growls of the living dead in their ears. No one is safe from the flesheaters, not the folks living in the countryside or the ones living in town. Women especially suffer the most egregious indignities at the hands of the zombies as the undead in this movie simply cannot restrain themselves from tearing open all these poor girls' shirts. Anyway, farmers discover what's happening and form armed posses to dispatch the zombies with extreme prejudice. The film ends on an utterly tragic yet utterly predictable note.
I did enjoy a few things in "Flesh Eater." Hinzman's zombie is a rather menacing presence even though we see him so much the impact wears off quickly. Too, the gore is great in a few scenes, especially the part where Hinzman performs some abdominal surgery--sans anesthetic--on a shrieking lass in a barn. It's over the top gross in the best way possible! But these few pluses quickly sink under phenomenally bad acting (check out those kids partying in the woods), dumb dialogue, and sloppy editing. The worst crime, and truly an unforgivable one at that, is the shameless cribbing from Romero's "Night of the Living Dead." Since George knows Hinzman and probably likes him, perhaps he forgives such an obvious case of plagiarism. I, however, am under no such constraints. Entire scenes lifted out of NOTLD appear here as though they're original concepts. Sorry Bill, but most of the audience for this film has likely seen Romero's first film and will quickly recognize what's going on. Maybe you could've gotten George to do a "George Romero presents..." lead-in for the film? Might as well acknowledge where you got most of your material.
The Media Blaster's Shriek Show DVD of "Flesh Eater" contains more extras than you would think. A huge number of stills grace the disc. We also get a lengthy interview with Hinzman and a chap involved in the crafting of the special effects. Not bad for such a low rent flick. Perhaps I'm being a bit hard on the film; I did appreciate the amount of sauce spraying all over the place, and the babes in birthday suits didn't hurt, either. I think I'll give "Flesh Eater" three stars, which acknowledges the film's derivative qualities while giving it some props for the gore. It's still difficult to recommend this in the same breath as any Romero zombie film, however.
Give her what she wants, THEN check the noise you idiot!
A. Palacio | New York | 04/23/2007
(3 out of 5 stars)
"After 20 minutes of viewing this feature, you may be inclined to discontinue. However, what you want is not far off, so hang in there.
The horrendous acting will not improve, but the three basic 'elements' will. Any horror enthusiast will tell you that this type of film needs to offer something significant in each of the G, T & A categories: Gore, and well, T & A. You were not here to discover a lost gem of cinematic brilliance, just get your G, T & A rocks off, no?
What starts off as low budget trash with cheap candy-coated gore and one bare chest scene evolves to markedly improved (and plentiful) gore sequences and full nudity to boot.
Hey, it's still low budget trash, but the kind of trash you wouldn't mind rummaging through to find that awol saw buck.
DVD includes trailers, an odd pizza commercial, a documentary, the complete soundtrack & score with stills."
Well, doesn't get much worse than this
Kyle Johnson | Dayton, Ohio | 01/19/2010
(1 out of 5 stars)
"I suppose if you're reading this review, you know what you're getting into. We all know well the misadventures of one Bill Hinzman, the original (get it straight, kid, he's the original) zombie from Night of the Living Dead. If you don't, I'll catch you up: Bill Hinzman one day realized that he wasn't getting his due. Romero had moved on to bigger and better things, and Russo had moved on to...well, things. So one day he thinks, "Why not me? I was the face of the living dead, was I not? I, Bill Hinzman, am the iconic figure in the graveyard! Where is my credit? Where is MY sequel?"
So Romero got his Dawn, Russo got his Return. This is what Hinzman gave us.
I guess I could identify the myriad number of problems with this film, be it the poor acting, the crazy-person babble that is the script, and the obvious (shameless) aping of plot points from NOTLD. Instead, I'll point out something obvious and genius about this film.
Hinzman wrote this film entirely for one purpose. Not simply to outdo his former cohorts. No, too easy. Too focused, perhaps. Hinzman wrote this film around the idea that it would allow him to cop a feel or two, good and legal-like, provided it occurs between a consenting "actress" and a "desperate actor/writer/director/producer/hack" in the friendly confines of a "film set," and it's simply "in the script, baby" because "the writer put it there" because "I'm the writer" so "I'm going to go ahead and grab your chest while I pretend to bite your neck in this scene." This is Hinzman's way of recapturing the youth, the youth he tries so desperately to re-recapture with eight pounds of wrinkle hiding make-up a decade or so later in Russo's horribly ill-advised Night of the Living Dead 30th Anniversary Edition.
Then of course, there is the other thirteen minutes of people who are barely considered attractive, even by eighties standards, making out by trees and in barns. There are girls dancing in the woods, voices dubbed in to make it sound as though the boys are instructing their girls to keep up that dancing "all night long," lazy receptionists, guys who drive tractors, an eight year old with a hobo beard, and what may or may not be a babysitter who takes an unnecessarily long shower and is promptly eaten and felt up by Bill Hinzman. But wait, there's more. Most of it is Bill Hinzman, though.
I can't recommend this movie to anyone. Even if you're plumbing the very depths of your unintentional-comedy-with-zombie-movie-tropes barrel. I know you want cheap laughs. But at what cost? Twenty-five bucks new? Naw, man. If you absolutely have to, getcha a used copy. I've gotten some laughs out of it. But I'm not condoning it. What you do in your home is your own business."
Gore Galore...that's about it.
Spencer Wendleton | Independence, MO United States | 12/01/2004
(3 out of 5 stars)
"Sure, this movie has poor, poor production values, the dubbing (even though it's in English) is atrocious, the dialogue a joke, the plot none-existent, but so what?
I'm not saying this is a great movie, it's just okay. There's some nudity and plenty of gore, but other than that, if you're looking for more, forget it.
I think Hinzman took himself a bit too seriously though, the commentary track is boring--he put me to sleep!
Rent it if you can first; I only bought it because it was a good childhood memory to re-live.
Favorite quote: "These zombies are about to kill my a*$!" "