If anyone thought that Gigli was possibly one of the worst movies made, they apparently have not seen Burial Ground. This is a horrible movie! I still can’t believe I sat through the whole thing! This has got to be the worst movie about the undead that I have ever seen! Usually I can find some redeeming value in horrid horror movies, like the cheesy horror that just makes a bad movie good but there was just nothing going for this film. Yet with a great guilt I admit despite my true distaste for this film, I strangely would watch it again.
The movie begins with Professor Ayres and his startling discovery; something involving some ancient Etruscan burial site where he discovers…gasp…the walking dead, who within five minutes of the film’s start, kill the doctor and set their sites on the outside world. The film never explains how these zombies have come to life, nor is it explain how those who are dead outside the burial site can also come to life. I guess it doesn’t matter, but it should for the seven people who come to the doctor’s estate to hear of his discovery.
These seven people enter the estate and promptly do what any guest would do; have rampant sex without a care in the world. Of course any horror afficinado knows anyone who has sex in a horror flick is guaranteed to die and suddenly, these horrible looking zombies start popping out of the woodwork to really cheesy music, ready to kill. Oh how scary it was to watch innocent lustful people attacked by hideous creatures whose faces are created from Paper Mache!
Anyway, there were some decent gore scenes who tear at the skin, chew on the guests’ body parts and feast on their organs. There are a couple of chuckle scenes as the undead, pick up a battering ram and break into a house to attack their prey. They achieve other tasks that may be harder for a normal intelligent person, but become rather easy for a mindless zombie. Some people have applauded the decision to give zombies some sort of ability to work together and think for themselves, but I tend to believe the director just doesn’t get the whole zombie idea.
Then there is the single mother who is a guest with her boyfriend and her creepy looking son. Every time she is getting busy, giving us a reason to enjoy the film, this ghoul of a son, who doesn’t look young at all, comes running to his mommy, whining about some other calamity in his life. This kid looks a lot worse than the zombies; think Eric Foreman from That 70’s Show with a strange case of gigantism in his head and face. The kid from Mask looked better. Anyway, in the heat of the action, we learn how sick this kid is. He clings to his mother, kisses her, rubs her breasts, feels up her legs and tries to move his hand elsewhere when his mother slaps him. Apparently, only that action was wrong. Suddenly, she wishes she did let him get some, because her son runs off and is killed by another zombie. She gets her chance when he returns in zombie form and she pulls him toward her, letting him do what he wants. The movie needs to be seen for this one moment. It is something I have never seen before in a film and I am still having horrible flashbacks from it.
Other than that, this film is pretty substandard. Nowhere near as good as the zombie movies from George Romero or Zombie, but those are classics. Still, this movie has to be seen at least once. It is considered a cult classic and I promise you will remember it and never look at zombie films the same again.
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