The Revolting Dead starts as a recent couple discuss their predicament of having become pregnant. This discussion ends in Duke storming off amidst Jenny’s decree that she will leave town if he leaves her. Duke somehow avoids the Crains‘, the local morticians, nocturnal mission to recycle caskets from the cemetery. Jenny is not as lucky and ends up hit over the head with a shovel and buried along with the former resident of the casket, one Jonathan Drue. When Duke cools off and comes back, he misconstrues that Jenny has made good on her word to leave town. 6 Months later, Marissa Drue is in town to pay her respects and finds her brother’s grave unkempt. Outraged, she confronts the Crains only to find that one of them is sporting an amulet that her brother was buried in. She vows to help the dead have their revenge on the Crains with the use of her Druidic magic and save a little time to make whoopie with her new found friend, Duke. The Crains, in dire need of business, show their true colors by drumming up mortuary clients the hard way – good old fashioned murder framed as a suicide. But with the dead having their chance at the Crains’ fresh flesh, their new business model will be broken in due time.
The first impression that you get from the lack luster, basic movie computer program-style title sequence is an apt indication of the level of quality to follow. The simple 1, maybe 2, camera angle coverage of every scene is painfully boring. A great deal of the scenes look as though someone is filming their high school drama class practicing for the school play. The sound of the movie is the reverberating sound of a cheap microphone in an empty room with hardwood floors. The background noise often drowns out the poorly projected, poorly delivered and poorly written dialog.
The story in The Revolting Dead is not a compelling one. Once you find out who the players are, there really is no character development. Duke continues to be a dopey good guy, the Crains continue to be evil for no reason and “so fucked up and disgusting” which really is overdone and played out (I’m guessing these movie makers saw Texas Chainsaw Massacre).
The zombie make-up is adequate, although not very realistic, given that six-month-dead zombie Jenny looked as fresh and lovely as day-old-dead Pappy. Mostly a mix of grease make-up and ill-applied liquid latex. The special effects budget did allow for some cheesy magic lightning from our heroine Marissa the Druid.
Seemingly The Revolting Dead was put together on the cheap as filler for a flashy video box to sell, en masse, to national video rental chains in hopes that saps like me would pay a few bucks to make it worth their while to pick-up more video fluff from their distributors. If one of my friends had told me that they made this, I would have said “Good job”, but I would not have fostered ideas of mass distribution. This might be so bad that it’s good for the occasional masochist, but most folk should just avoid it outright.