Dead and Breakfast Movie Review

There are few films out there that are truly unique and set themselves apart from the random drivel that spews from most B-movies. Dead and Breakfast has been called the American equivalent of Shawn of the Dead, but in my opinion thats like saying a Cadillac is the American equivalent of a Yugo.

A group of friends are driving to their friends wedding when they get lost and stay at this small bed and breakfast in a town called Lovelock. Everything seems pretty kosher until Johnny gets locked out of the house decides to crawl through a window and ends up breaking the Ku Man Thong. Sorry folks, that’s not the newest underwear from Japan, but a pissed off spirit hellbent on creating undead minions – and I hardly ever used the word minion lightly. He starts killing the townfolk and putting little bits of them into the Thong box, which allows him to take control.

I have to say the highlight of the movie isn’t actors such as David Carradine, Portia Di Rossi, Diedrich Bader, Jeremy Sisto and Jeffrey Dean Morgan, but the live hip-hop country soundtrack by the group Zachariah. The group is actually featured in the film, including as an undead band, and provide musical accompaniment and narration. At one point, the zombies all re-create the dance from Thriller while Zachariah does a country rap.

There are plenty of site gags to wet your morose comedic appetite including the use of Jeremy Sisto’s head as a puppet. Ever Carradine channels her inner MacGyver to create shotguns out of piping and clamps and takes on a horde of zombies using common household objects.

The only drawback to this movie is Zachariah’s songs are so addictive you’ll find yourself humming or singing them for several days.