She's As Cold As Ice!

My neighbor had a zombie boyfriend.  He was a bit annoying with his constant yelling for more "braaaaaiiinnnsss!"  Poor little fella all chained up like a rabid gerbil or something.  Oh, and don't even get me started about the smell.  I mean, sure I keep dead things in my house too but I at least plug in a Glade plug-in or spray a bottle or two of Febreeze around the house once in a while.  An anonymous caller (wink wink) called animal control and one bullet to the brain later... Hello there, Mistress Violet Strychnine here with another flesh peeling gut rot of love.  Tonight's film is the 1993 necro-skeeze film Return of the Living Dead III.  A young slimeball kid accidentally kills his rocker girlfriend in a motorcycle accident but lucky for him he somehow has top level clearance at the super secret zombie making lab his military father works at (how convenient).  Next thing you know his little friend is driving glass through her lips and nails through her nipples (did I not say that she was rock n' roll).  Oh, and she also wants some brrrraaaaaiiiiinnnnnsssss!!!!!  The moral of the story, what's dead should stay dead.  Unless of course you have access to a basement, lots of thick chains, and a nice brain supply.  Return of the Living Dead creator Dan O'Bannon took a siesta instead of directing this one and in his place is the amazing Brian Yuzna (Necronomicon,  Beyond Re-Animator, The Dentist).  Only 6 days left of Halloween my pretty pus bags.  xoxo