My quick rating - 1.5/10. Flakka Zombie Drug descends into the realm of cinematic catastrophe with such audacious abandon that it's hard to believe it exists. This movie, if it can even be called that, is a spectacular failure on every conceivable level. It defies the very essence of storytelling, delivering a painful experience that leaves you questioning your life choices. The narrative, if one dares to call it that, is a convoluted mess of epic proportions. A widowed woman, her late husband's mysterious drug formula, a small-time drug dealer, and a zombie apocalypse - these elements are thrown into a blender without any rhyme or reason. The result is a plot that feels like it was concocted by someone playing Mad Libs while intoxicated lol. The lack of coherence is staggering, leaving you in a state of perpetual bewilderment. The mind-numbing banter is a new low in the annals of bad movie history. It's not just cringe-inducing, it's torture. Lines are delivered with all the conviction of actors held at gunpoint, devoid of any emotion or sincerity. The exchanges are so absurd that they border on the surreal, making it difficult to discern whether the script was intended to be serious or if it's a parody gone horribly wrong. The pacing, or lack thereof, is another baffling aspect of this cinematic disaster. Scenes drag on forever, sucking the life out of any remaining shreds of interest. Yet, somehow, the movie also manages to be frenetic, careening from one nonsensical moment to the next with reckless abandon. It's an exercise in disorientation, leaving viewers wondering if they accidentally stumbled into an avant-garde art project gone awry. This is not just a movie; it's a cautionary tale, a reminder of the depths to which cinema can plummet when all semblance of quality control is abandoned. It's a film that defies explanation, an enigma wrapped in a riddle, and it serves as a stark warning to filmmakers everywhere: this is what happens when creativity takes a backseat and incompetence takes the wheel. This flick is a cinematic travesty, a bewildering train wreck of a film that defies comprehension. It's a testament to the resilience of audiences that some might endure this ordeal in the name of curiosity or sheer masochism (as I did). For the rest, it stands as a testament to the importance of thoughtful storytelling, competent direction, and the basic principles of filmmaking that, unfortunately, are glaringly absent in this abomination of a flick. I think the sheer amusement of writing this up is what rounds my rating up to a 2 LOL.
