Monsters in the Closet

The story about how we tuned into dead meat or in a more metaphysical term zombies. A home/amateur-made horror anthology that takes you through the register of ''we move straight on'' zombriery, from the archtypical chronic arthrithis moving parkinsonal huntingtonians lepralibertarians, to the hilarious couple renovating their house while being deterioratingly in love with eachother( this part makes it a four and affordable to watch), but allover its moviemaking that every military base medical department crew or aiseeyu unit couldve made using fake masks of wounds and bloody bandages. Filmtechnically its a poutpourie of glitches and cheap trix that the seasoned sausage of gorecorians have seen before

a film for the gore and vomit lovers, not so much for a grumpy old man.