Review – Deadgirl

I went back and forth for some time before deciding on a rating for this picture. On one hand, it features a genuinely excessive dose of disturbing sexual violence. On the other hand, it’s intended to make a point, not to titillate. A question I first pondered while watching The Stink of Flesh comes to the forefront here: is sex with an unwilling zombie merely an elaborate form of necrophilia, or is it actually rape? The circumstances here suggest the latter. A couple of slacker boys poking around in the basement of an abandoned asylum discover a naked woman wrapped up in a bag. Closer examination shows that she’s a member of the walking dead (except of course she isn’t walking around because she’s chained to the table). The miserable little dateless wonders decide to turn the zombie into their own personal sex slave, and things go downhill from there. I waffled between being thoroughly grossed out and mildly intrigued by the contrast between the hapless corpse and the living women in the picture. Overall I thought the drama made some good statements about adolescent male attitudes about women. Still, it wasn’t easy viewing. Mildly amusing