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Arbie, the movie's awkward, geeky protagonist, returns to find the indian burial ground that he and his only sweetheart "occupied" a year earlier was paved over to make room for the corporate fast-food chain, American Chicken Bunker. He discovers a giant mob of protesters outside the restaurant. Unfortunately, Arbie also discovers his old girlfriend, Wendy, and she's become a college-level lesbian hellbent on politically destroying the fast-food chain through protest. Heartbroken, Arbie takes a job at the American Chicken Bunker, thinking he can financially persuade and eventually support the girl of his dreams. The spirits of the disturbed graveyard soon possess their way into the chicken formula, its customers and raise hell for the small fast-food community.
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Since that scene shall be forever ingrained within the neurons of your brain, let's continue. As with any horror/shocker movies, the humour is very slapstick. However, some of Poultrygeist's laughs stems from its extremely liberal use of stereotypes. From the homosexual Mexican to the religious terrorist and to white racist, this B-movie is a chicken-stuffed turkey of stereotypes. Actually, the jokes are extremely racist. But because the audience is expected to lean away from the conservative thought-process, especially with this type of movie, Poultrygeist is easily forgivable and is freakin' hilarious.
Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead accomplishes what B-movies strive for. If you're looking for a no-nonsense, bloody stump of a comedy, then look no further. Not to mention, it's accessible for through your local Netflix provider!
Poultrygeist gets a solid 4/5!
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