When the zombies *finally* come marching in, the townsfolk actually hire the biker chicks to exterminate them, because the walking corpses are all deceased family members and/or highly respected former community members and killing them would be just too painful. As to be expected in an all-girls society, there's rivalry, jealously, arguing and eye-scratching aplenty as well. Meanwhile, back in the town, the biker chicks are adapting to small town life.

Also, whenever they are shown dwelling through the desert, a really absurd little country and western tune plays. From then on, you would expect an exciting zombie showdown horror movie, but no, understandably it takes an enormously long time for the zombies to reach Zariah. Suddenly, a truckload of zombies break through the door of an old abandoned mine and slowly begin to wander their way to town. He doesn't do all this for the sake of glory or money, but just because he's completely crazy and that are his own words. Basically, this nut creates zombies by drilling a hole in the cadavers' heads and filling it up with radioactive goo before lowering some type of antenna in their brains. Five miles further down the desert, however, a wacky mortician is developing a serum to bring the dead back to life.

They stick around for some reason, presumably just to shock the hillbilly locals with their bad girl attitudes and parade around in leather pants. A bunch of wannabe rough and tough biker chicks, respectably calling themselves the Cycle Sluts, passes through a secluded little desert called Zariah with a population of 127. I expected something far worse, that's for sure, but I really can't say that I intend to recommend the film to anyone else. That's pretty much the consensus on 'Chopper Chicks in Zombietown' and I have very little to add to that. Not bad, at least for a Troma production, but far from great or even remotely memorable.

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