Billed as “The Worlds First Serial Killer, Superhero, Rock & Roll, Zombie, Road Movie Romance.  DYZB delivers 10 fold on its promise as it follows the adventures of loveable, but dim witted, serial killer Red Toole on his quest to rescue his beloved cannibal wife Violet from the evil clutches of Barron Nefarious who dastardly plans include a marriage Violet before turning the entire world into a race of Zombie Slaves *Insert maniacal laughter here*.

Never failing to live up to its unabashed hype, DYZB supplies a massive amount of over the top blood, guts and gore along with enough rampant jolts of juvenile sexual humor to make Howard Stern blush. Clearly the cast and crew of this epic zombiethon have had way too much fun here.  Nothing is taken seriously as our hero (Did I mention before that the “Hero” is a cannibal serial killer) does battle with Zombies, Ninjas, Dog-Faced Men, Giant Mosquitoes, Vlad the Impaler, Some kind of Fishman thing with the biggest (nevermind) that I’ve ever seen in my entire life, all in a effort to save the world and the love of his life from the malevolent madness of the Nefarious Barron Nefarious.  Along the way Red is going to need the help of one-man-band-rockabilly-legend Hasil Adkins, a nippleless Swedish barmaid, his long lost father (who must have escaped from the set of Jaws XXII) and a bizarre angel played by porn legend Jamie Gillis.

I don’t know what the director’s intentions were, but all those people that were up in arms over Kevin Bacon’s performance as a sympathetic child molester in The Woodsman are liable to have a freakin’ coronary while the audience cheers on the misadventures of Red Toole, Serial Killer extraordinaire, and part time zombie slayer with over 200 kills (mostly human).

If anyone reading this article has any self-respect and any industry clout, get these guys a distribution deal as fast as you can.  I’ve never been so shocked, disgusted, and strangely turned on by a film in all my life.  Is that wrong?