Directed by Clyde Anderson (aka Claudio Fragasso) and starring notorious porn star Jeff Stryker (under the name of Chuck Peyton), Zombie Flesh Eaters 3 is a romp of a different kind, with gore galore mixed in with the constant explosions and gun battles. There are moments when Anderson/Fragasso attempts to recreate Lucio Fulci-styled gore scenes and atmospherics, which on many occasions are actually pretty cool, but with a maddeningly bad script, a daft story and a cast with assorted comedy moustaches, it's hard to take even remotely seriously.
As some late-night brainless schlock, it's absolutely brilliant, but as a sequel to one of the most infamous horror films ever made, it's an embarrassment. A bunch of mercenaries get caught up with a bunch of researchers on a remote island when it is besieged by zombies that have been awoken by a curse. The curse is also seen to be the cause of a virus that is turning the world's population into flesh eating zombies.
There are some striking visuals, but almost no dialogue for ten minutes at a time, endless set pieces that go nowhere and woefully underdeveloped characters played by actors you could make a heavy bookcase out of with a good saw and some quality varnish. Add to this a soundtrack of fist-pumping 80s hard rock and cheesy synths, and you'll find more atmosphere down the back of your sofa.
The best thing about Zombie Flesh Eaters 3 is that it makes even Zombie Flesh Eaters 2 look like a masterpiece. Still, at 3am and with a beer and some chicken wings, it's possibly the best (and indeed worst) thing ever made. Only under those circumstances, though...