There is plenty of awful in Zombie Hunter, but nothing is quite as annoying as the film’s cover art. With Danny Trejo’s picture in full focus and his name over the title, you would naturally assume Trejo to be the title character, but is instead just a passing bloodstain in this unintentionally humorous horror action film. Any film clinging to the celebrity of one of the bit players in order to be more marketable worries me. Zombie Hunter is 93 minutes of cheesy acting, effects and one-liners. Aside from the handful of shots with Trejo alone or shot from below to make the actor look taller than he actually is, Zombie Hunter focuses on the base elements of B-filmmaking, including a heavy dose of breast-flaunting women.
Though this is yet another end-of-the-world zombie movie, it shares more in common with the Resident Evil franchise than anything else, complete with inexplicable morphed zombie creatures. Our title character is a gravelly-voiced narrator with something of a Road Warrior complex, mowing down zombies as he travels a solitary path. When he comes across a group of survivors, they band together to fight the zombies and whatever other elements of danger there are. This includes a man dressed as a clown who enjoys killing anything that crosses his path, zombie or human.
Imagine “The Walking Dead” without any of the smart storylines, good special effects or characters you care about, and you would still have a zombie tale that is ten times more engaging than this film. More than anything, Zombie Hunter feels as though it wants to be a Robert Rodriguez movie, if only for the mere fact that Trejo has a few scenes to do what he has done moderately well for at least a decade.
Entertainment Value: 4/10
Quality of Filmmaking: 3/10
Historical Significance: 1/10
Disc Features: 0/10