Zombie Toxin

A dead horse infects two men with a disease that turns them in to overacting, poorly made up zombies. As they carry on defecating and vomiting on each other they contaminate a field of yeast (?), giving two Nazi-wannabes the idea of buying the infected field, selling the yeast in home wine-brewing kits and destroying the rest of humanity by spreading the infection. A man buys a kit and makes the wine and, in yet another act of creative genius by the writer, the bottles get up on their own and start attacking people. I'm usually pretty forgiving when it comes to movies that are clearly made by amateurs that are working with extremely low budgets, but this is probably the most juvenile, unimaginative, and pointless piece of garbage that I've ever seen make it on to commercially produced video tapes. And if the terrible acting, zero budget and non-existent plot didn't make this bad enough, writer/director Thomas Moose seems to have a sick obsession with defecation and vomiting, which leads to some of the most excessive and needlessly disgusting scenes I've ever watched. 1 out of 10, if director Moose has any talent he's done a pretty thorough job of making sure it didn't show itself here, all he does is provide proof that some people should stay away from camcorders as well as sharp objects.

ZOMBIE TOXIN is a mercifully short homemade splatter flick, shot in and around Manchester in 1996. It was made by a small group of friends and seems to mine the early work of Peter Jackson for inspiration in a randomly-concocted story involving Nazis, a mad horse disease, and zombies. Sadly, any enthusiastic potential drummed up by the filmmakers is wasted in a production that constantly scrapes the barrel in terms of content. The gross-out effects are extreme and thankfully the appalling FX renders them laughable rather than truly disgusting. You can guess the quality of the performances. Only a closing Yorkshire rendition of New York, New York has merit.