I honestly want the last 30 minuets of my life back.
The only person that is fit to watch this movie is Helen Keller I kept saying to myself this has to get better this has to get better.
Then the zombies finally showed up and they had some raccoon paint on there eyes.
They talked like regular people.
One drove a car.
Some voodoo woman asked what one of the "Zombies" wanted and the " zombie" said ( I want to Dance)
( THAT WAS IT) Out came the movie I couldn't take it any longer Can I sue for a ½ hour of my life?????