Review – Uncle Sam

Yet again they've spent a chunk of change (not Hollywood blockbuster money but still not exactly cheap) to make a movie guaranteed to alienate just about every potential audience member. The body of a soldier killed in Kuwait is helpfully deposited in the living room of his widow's sister, where his nephew develops an unhealthy (could there be another kind?) obsession with opening the coffin. Once released from its box, the crispy zombie dons an Uncle Sam outfit and goes on a killing rampage. His targets: liberals of any kind. Draft dodgers. Sleazy politicians. Crooked lawyers. Flag burners. Dope smoking teens. He'll teach them not to hate America! Oh, but then it turns out that the zombie was a wife-beating asshole before he died (as opposed to the serial-killing zombie sweetheart he became after death). So this should appeal exclusively to the ultra-conservative, pro-spouse-abuse, pro-serial-killing zombie fans. If that's you, enjoy. Wish I'd skipped it