“Love has no borders, nationalities or genders!”
Wild Zero is without a shadow of a doubt an appallingly acted, directed & scripted mess of a zombie movie. It’s all this & more that make it so utterly enjoyable to watch. Wild Zero isn’t just one of those “it’s so bad it’s good” movies, it’s the greatest “it’s so bad it’s good” movie ever. Even the dvd release of this movie accepts this fact & suggests various drinking games (each one is guaranteed to get you utterly trolleyed)
Wild Zero is the story of Ace, who is a huge fan of the band Guitar Wolf. After accidentally helping the band in a standoff with a club owner & long time associate of the band, he is made a blood brother of Guitar Wolf (the singer/guitarist) of Guitar Wolf (The band is completed by Bass Wolf & Drum Wolf!) Guitar Wolf gives Ace a whistle, he tells him if he is ever in danger to use it. The band leave town to play more gigs & Ace heads off on his motorbike to follow them. As all this is happening aliens are invading, causing the dead to rise. Ace meets Tobio, a damsel in distress, except she is actually a he, much to Ace’s initial shock & disgust. Add to this a female arms dealer, three irritating friends in search of a crashed meteorite, the vengeful club owner & a town of shuffling dead flesheaters & you have Wild Zero.
Wild Zero is the kind of movie Kiss would have loved to make if they had any credibility. Guitar Wolf is a real band & agreed to make the movie if they could play themselves. The band themselves are some kind of throwback to 50s rock ‘n’ roll, huge quiffs, black denim & more leather than a week of clubbing at The Blue Oyster Bar. The band doesn’t really act, they just turn up to save the world, play noisy rock ‘n’ roll & look cool. The acting ranges from adequate to piss poor. The special effects aren’t very special at all. Although it seems they mastered how to do CGI head explosions & were so happy with the result they repeated that effect over & over & over again! The zombie make up is either just grey-blue skin colouring (much like Savini did in the original Dawn Of The Dead) to badly applied gore make-up. The female arms dealer seems to be in the film purely to add some nudity (an admittedly cool homage to Psycho) The alien involvement doesn’t really fit in with the movie, isn’t needed & barely used. The vengeful club owner also has a habit of wearing short shorts, I really mean short shorts! Trust me this isn’t a pretty sight! The movie truly is one bizarre collage of insanity.
I love this film, it’s just so bad. It lacks the finesse & class of Versus & will never match the old school genius of Junk but it’s pure mindless fun & totally enjoyable. It’s everything Stacy Attack Of The Schoolgirl Zombies should have been. Get some beer in, open a bag of tortillas & sit back & enjoy the ride, recommended.