I haven’t watched a Filipino film since I was kid. My memories conjure up plenty of laughs and humor, if it’s one thing Filipino movies get: it is comedy. Such is the case of Remington and the Curse of the Zombadings. In an absolutely unconvential way the central message delivered is acceptance of lifestyles and human-sexuality. Despite the plot’s science-fiction aspects the movie effectively portrays homosexuality and surrounding subcultures. If anything, it should momentarily jar US audiences out of their solipsism. It wasn’t perfect though, Remington and the Curse of the Zombadings could have used more zombies. As this review provides:
There is significantly less zombie action than you initially suspect, but when it does hit, it hits hard. Like the rest of the movie, it is completely over the top and wonderful. Imagine a horde of decked out zombies in drag tearing through a village festival, and you’re on the right track. “Remington and the Curse of the Zombadings” is low budget, campy, and outlandish. There’s murder, mayhem, cross-dressing, and a surprisingly gooey emotional center.