Four of the self-described Cycle Sluts.
So, um, yeah. Chopper Chicks in Zombietown. This is one of those Troma movies whose title is better than anything in the movie. And like most of what Troma shovels out, it's actively trying to be so-bad-it's-good (at least I hope it is), which is never a good thing.
The Cycle Sluts, headed by Jamie Rose (who had her own short-lived Dirty Harriet show Lady Blue) and Catherine Carlen (giving the best performance as the self-professed bull-dyke leader), ride into a town where the creepy coroner (Don Calfa of Return of the Living Dead, reviewed here by my brother in B-movies yendi) is implanting batteries into dead people to turn them into zombies.
Why? I don't know.
I also don't know why there's no nudity to be found anywhere in this thing, except for a shot of Don Calfa's ass. If you're going to have chopper chicks — named the Cycle Sluts — gratuitous T&A is almost mandatory, no? If only so that we can laugh at how gratuitous it is.
The packaging makes much of Billy Bob Thornton's appearance, which lasts maybe ten minutes. Hal Sparks is also in it as one of the blind students imperilled by zombies. Martha Quinn is supposedly in it, but I didn't spot her.
You can't make fun of the damn thing, because it's Troma; it's not trying to be anything other than the weak cheesefest it is. It certainly never scales the heights of exploitation heaven, either. It's just unfunny comedy, unconvincing biker-chick fights, and unconvincing zombie gore.