To say The Video Dead is not the best movie is somewhat obvious. But this ultra cheap and ridiculous horror flick is a decent timekiller at the very least. The plot is a television that constantly plays a low budget zombie movie that comes out of the television and attacks the viewer. To contemplate,"who thinks of this crap"? The greater question is who thought this was a good idea to fund and actually make this. Funds are tight here and it shows, I would guess most of the money for this project would go to the special f/x, which are pretty decent actually with some nice gore. The overnight quality of this is quite low and has some awesomely bad acting, that has the bar set even lower for low budget horror. Like I said previously, The Video Dead is not a good movie, but is so blatantly 80's and ultra cheesy and ludicrous, it is hard not to enjoy it a little .

***SPOILERS*** ***SPOILERS*** The Video Dead stands on it's own as the most entertaining of the low budget zombie films.

Synopsis: Two delivery men go to a quiet suburban neighborhood and deliver an old television to a writer who lives alone. Baffled by the television that he didn't ask for, it soon starts playing a movie by itself.. Zombie Blood Nightmare. Eventually, the zombies come out of the television into the real world, and 3 months later the deliverymen return to find the poor writer dead. After a while, the house is bought by an older couple living out of country, and their children move in. The boy, Jeff, puts the possessed tv into his bedroom, and is seduced by a woman who magically appears in the real world. She is eventually sucked back into the tv and murdered by "the garbageman," a mysterious guy who shows up only one time in the film to warn Jeff about the television. Later, a man shows up to "put a stop to the madness" and hunt down all the zombies. They go off into the woods to hunt these zombies down, and in the end, the girl is the only one left alive. In the hospital, recovering, her parents bring her a tv to keep her company....

This film was just flat out bizarre. In no other film will you see a guy get seduced by a woman who gets her throat cut by a mysterious man, then cuts off a zombie hand that reaches out of a television, then puts it in the food disposal to get rid of it. The acting is horrible, but how good would the actors be for 80's, low budget zombie flicks? Not very. The direction is alright (but I don't see how there were 2 assistant directors) and the cinematography was alright. It looks like it was shot on MY shitty 8mm camera, though.

The zombies here shocked me.. not because of how they looked (pretty good, actually) but because of their behavior. What kind of pussy zombies strangle their victims and don't eat them anyway? And when one of the zombies gets an iron planted in their skull and they don't go down, I couldn't believe it. This film puts a new spin on zombie myth, and totally disregards the trilogy in every way. These dead just want to kill because they can never have life, and the only way to kill them is to convince them that they're dead. The major weapon against these zombies are mirrors, because the zombies seemingly don't want to see themselves, and what they've become. I'm not even sure they ate anyone.. although some dialogue hinted at that. (They do eat themselves, in the end).

If you're a zombie fanboy like me and have this film at your local video shack, give it a whirl. It's just an entertaining, low budget film (but don't expect a gorefest).

An old television acts as a portal that enables zombies to enter our dimension and embark on a murderous spree. Boy, does this hilariously horrendous honey possess all the right wrong stuff to qualify as a definite four-star stinkeroonie: The ham-fisted (mis)direction by Robert Scott (who also penned the delightfully dopey script), poky pace, dodgy acting from a lame no-name cast (although the sultry Jennifer Miro manages to register well as a mysterious and seductive blonde babe), silly false scares, generic hum'n'shiver synthesizer score, and tacky gore all give this deliciously drecky darling a distinctly cruddy charm that's akin to a lovably low-rent episode of an enthusiastic amateurish version of "The Twilight Zone." Moreover, Scott deserves some props for not making the story 100% predictable -- a few character deaths are genuinely shocking and surprising -- as well as for providing several wickedly funny moments of inspired dark humor. Greg Becker's competent cinematography and the gnarly zombie make-up manage to rise above the general ineptitude. A real schlocky hoot and a half.