Zombie Strippers

Five-word synopsis: This is Madonna-level desperation.

Point

Jim: So, Jenna Jameson is embarrassed by her porn career, and now thinks that its preferable to be a 40 year-old ‘Plastic Surgery Nightmare’ version of Paris Hilton?

Anyways, this is utter shit.

F-

Counterpoint

Alex: There are two natural reactions to learning that a movie named “Zombie Strippers” is being made” excitement and disgust. And the order in which those emotions hit you say what kind of person you are. To wit:

If you are at first reaction is disgust, because what kind of pervert would find that sexy, followed by excitement at the prospect of seeing such a forbidden, off-the-wall movie, then you were probably similarly titillated upon learning that you could purchace— with American dollars, no less— a XXXL sweatshirt featuring Tweety Bird rapping upon the back. This would make you the prime audience for this movie.

Conversely, if your first reaction is excitement at the idea of such a blatantly absurd movie title, followed by disgust as you realize that it’s going to be an awkward, dumbed-down attempt at edgy satire (In the same way that Scary Movie 5 is edgy satire), then you are me, and NOT the target audience of this movie.

Maybe I’m just biased because I’m not completely retarded. Maybe if I spent all my money on magnetised detoxification foot pads and car testicles, I’d be more sympathetic. But as it stands,

F-

What We Have Learned

Actually, there is a third option here. If you thought it looked stupid from the moment you read the title, you are probably someone smarter than I am. Congratulations!