There's a whole lot to dislike about this film; it's basically an even lower-budget rip-off of "Night of the Living Dead" from Florida, the acting is pretty horrible, there are long stretches where nothing much happens, the dialogue is frequently overblown and absurd, the stereotypes are abundant, some of the characters are sick and/or sickening (and I don't mean that in a good way) and the plot often crosses the line from implausibility to just plain ridiculous-- and yet it remains one of my favorite guilty pleasures. Alan Ormsby is a hoot as the effete, Manson-style theatrical director, even though he's not much of an actor. Then again, neither is anyone else in the picture. His real-life wife Anya plays the character of...who else?..."Anya" and, while she's no more of an actor than her husband, she's pretty and pretty intense. Basically, Alan's character (named "Alan" of course) leads his unlikable and untalented troupe to a remote island with its own unsavory cemetery for a flamboyantly decadent night of "fun and games" as they all attempt to raise the long-buried dead of that particular cemetery. The scenes where the dead actually do rise up from their graves are pretty startling and effective, for all the film's low-budget limitations and cheesiness. Unlike "Night of the Living Dead", these reanimated corpses move fast, are just as voracious, and seem to have retained some degree of cunning or critical thinking, which in some ways makes the film scarier during its last 20 or so minutes than the entire hour and a half of the infinitely superior "Night". Don't get me wrong. By any objective standard, this is as far from classic horror cinema as you can get (for a better-made film, check out "Death-Dream", which was made by the same "creative" team of the late Bob Clark...of "Porky's" fame...and Ormsby), but if you keep your expectations low, it can be an enjoyable return to a fairly remote past where a double feature at the drive-in, your girlfriend in the seat beside you (or some of your low-rent cronies if your girlfriend had other plans for the evening), and a 6-pack or 2 in the back made for a truly memorable and memorably entertaining evening.