When a movie is titled Zombie Island Massacre, one might expect it to have, well, zombies. The setup even seems tailor-made for a riff on Lucio Fulci’s Zombie. Alas, the title refers to voodoo zombies in the pre-Night of the Living Dead tradition; a practice that is briefly present in the movie but ultimately has little bearing on the plot. Island Massacre would have been a more fitting title, as the 1984 independent production is a no-frills slasher that gets caught up in procedural elements.
Zombie Island Massacre was originally distributed by Troma Entertainment, who may very well be the culprit behind the misleading title. (It was shot under the name The Last Picnic .) But, with the exception of cheap production value, it doesn’t feel like a conventional Troma movie. Although occasionally charming, the picture lacks camp; in fact, it’s painfully devoid of much-needed levity. It also isn’t particularly gory. It’s not even so bad that it’s entertaining, which is preferable to tedium.
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