Zombies slightly liven up a vapid college campus in this tedious Asylum horror/comedy. Featuring bosoms, jello shots, plumbers and a detachable penis, The Coed And The Zombie Stoner makes the wild accusation that a zombie outbreak killed New Wave in 1985, and they might be right.
There's also a terrible script, terrible acting, terrible makeup, and some not-so-special special effects.
Lacking in horror and comedy, The Coed And The Zombie Stoner liberally borrows from other superior comedies in a not-so-subtle homage. Like this one from Airplane:
And this one from Heathers:
I'm not sure who decided to recreate Heathers in hand puppets, but it's genius.
Anyway, what makes The Coed And The Zombie Stoner the final nail in the coffin for the zombie oversaturation of the past decade is the end of the film, where SPOILER ALERT the kids are all cured of their wacky zombie affliction and everyone goes back to their simple, vacuous collegiate lives. Don't worry, the beautiful girl they put glasses on to make appear plain and brainy gets the formerly zombified French-speaking boy, missing the entire point of the zombie genre, and the point of zombie movies is no one gets out alive, let alone live happily ever after. Thanks Asylum, we were tired of zombies anyway.