Welcome back to Junkfood Cinema; we punish because we care. This is the weekly FSR column that simultaneously got me thrown out of culinary school as well as film school. Every Friday I slam-bang your eye sockets with a truly terrible film only to sit back and laugh as your face melts. I will describe exactly why your visage has turned to oatmeal on the carpet while also explaining to you what it is about the bad film that makes me so happy. As if that weren’t cruel enough, I will then pair the film with a snack food with which you can assault your own metabolism while the movie assaults your neurons. Continuing on my October theme of bad horror films, and apparently bad horror sequels though I can’t guarantee that trend will continue, I bring you a little gem from 1988 called Return of the Living Dead Part II.

The events in George Romero’s classic Night of the Living Dead were based on a true story, and as part of the cover up the government shipped freeze-dried zombies to secret locations across the country.

The small town of Potter’s Bluff is experiencing a rash of brutal murders with a twist. The victims show up a few days later looking normal and acting fine.