Zombies feel no pain, which must be a blessing considering how many crappy movies they’re roped into.
Zombie Undead is another no-budget, no-brains outing to treat the walking dead as an excuse for a lack of writing ability.
Z-clichés get box-ticked after a terrorist bomb turns Leicester into corps cadavres central, trapping survivors in a local hospital.
Smothered in ketchup, the non-professional cast stumble around much like their living dead adversaries.
Pity no one had the nous to make the two ghouls in Burberry caps the stars. Chavs Vs Zombies? Now that’s a movie...
