The limos have been rented and the condoms have been procured, but no one going to the prom thought to bring the flamethrowers they're going to need to repel an invasion of the living dead out to munch on the tuxedoed men and updo-ed girls dancing the night away. It's up to a group of nerds and losers who couldn't find dates to the dance to band together and, armed with garden tools, sporting equipment and musical instruments, send the zombies to boogie in hell.


Gregg Bishop