review for Chopper Chicks in Zombietown on AllMovie

Any script audacious enough to smash together blind orphans, lesbian bikers, flesh-eating townspeople, and a morally conflicted young midget is certainly worth committing to celluloid. Writer/director Dan Hoskins may not turn such material into as auteur-worthy a statement as John Waters or Russ Meyer would, but he never allows himself (or his audience) to stop smiling while he tries. The zombie effects and the "suspense" here are fodder for laugher -- mostly intentional -- but the biker-gal glee and the feminist subtext are as genuine as in any classic exploitation film. Throw in a pre-Sling Blade Billy Bob Thornton (desperate for a paycheck around the time of One False Move) and a post-MTV Martha Quinn (similarly desperate, for obvious reasons), and you've got a late-night cable delight that's just screaming for a straight-to-video sequel. "Chopper Chicks in Outer Space," anyone?