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Sadly Over-hyped

In truth, there is barely enough story here to make a film.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

This movie was probably too much fun to watch. Sure the pacing was a little slow. Sure the graphics are a level of dated that I never thought possible. Sure its frog-worshiping, death-defying antics are laughable. But it's laughable. A biker gang systematically committing mass suicide to return as invincible superhuman zombies so that they can terrorize marketplaces and local bars is, to say the least, a ton of fun to watch. I would recommend this to anyone regardless of its timely technical difficulties.

This is the stuff late night B-movies are made of! In more ways than you can count this simply should not work: a group of well-spoken, middle-class motorcycle *cough* rebels called (in an act of Shakespearean foreshadowing) "the Living Dead", whose whole raison d'etre seems to be raising terror in local supermarkets and such, decide to become zombie bikers for a hoot. They are able to achieve this with the aid of hidden knowledge from their leader, Tom, (who has a butler for God's sake!) who has made an occult alliance with a hoodoo frog…or something, and who get eventually get thwarted, in (it must be said) quite a chilling way, before they presumably wreck havoc by knocking over another bin. And yet…despite the ludicrous plot, executed with some ludicrous suicide scenes, and the ludicrous funeral scene for Tom (which will genuinely have you mouthing "what the…?")…not to mention Tom's ludicrous Lazarus moment, the film does have a certain eerie feel to it which, although not particularly scary, nonetheless raises it above the slight 70s campiness of it all and makes it a watchable flick. A lot of this vibe is certainly owed to the music which, in addition to the wah-wah pedal getting an inevitable seventies workout, has a memorable recurring motif and certainly adds a tinge of mystery to proceedings…especially in the morgue scene. Certainly the movie, along with the likes of 'Dracula AD 1972' and 'The Satanic Rites of Dracula', signalled the death knell of British horror which had ruled the sixties, but if you happen to come across it nestled among the late night schedules and you don't have work the next day, then with your tongue set firmly in your cheek settle down and enjoy...you could certainly do a lot worse.

A gang of young hippie motorcyclists calls themselves The Living Dead.They terrorize various drivers on the roadways and citizens of British small town.The secret of eternal life is fairly simple:you must kill yourself without hesitation.So our bullying motorcyclists commit suicide one by one and they return literally as the living dead...Extremely cheesy and superbly funny horror/bikersploitation flick made by Don Sharp.There is plenty of violence but no blood and a Black Sabbath-esque proto-doom soundtrack is nicely groovy.The scene of Tom's burial in the ground of the Seven Witches has to be seen to be believed.The stunts are great and the plot is gleefully weird and silly.7 undead bikers out of 10.

When a motorcycle gang leader was born, his mother apparently signed her soul and his over to a spiritualist whose symbol is the Frog. Now grown up and raising hell in a British village, the hooligan comes to understand that if he commits suicide, he'll soon rise from the dead an indestructible zombie. This catches on, and pretty soon all his followers (in a biker gang called The Living Dead!) are throwing themselves out of planes and over bridges. Low-budget wheeler from the UK isn't badly made, but doesn't have its tongue far enough in cheek. As a result, some of the mayhem the kids create is ugly and disturbing rather than gleefully nasty. George Sanders (looking sadly aged) plays the occult leader who doubles as Beryl Reid's butler (!), while good girl-biker Mary Larkin amusingly resembles Mariel Hemingway. Watchable enough, yet the supernatural plot twist on the genre isn't taken to the bizarre highs one may hope for. The picture stays depressingly grounded, despite ethereal directorial touches and a nightmare-in-the-daylight ambiance. ** from ****