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The first zombie-chicken musical splatter flick, Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead is as good/bad as Troma gets and totally lives up to its moronic moniker. Set principally at a fast-food emporium (American Chicken Bunker) inconveniently built atop an Indian burial ground (don't you hate when that happens?), the film is a typically broad, chaotic Troma melange of subversive political satire, T&A, bargain-basement gross-out effects and musical production numbers scored to South Park-ian songs. Ostensible hero Arbie (Jason Yachanin) still pines after high school sweetheart Wendy (Kate Graham) even though she's become a proud, card-carrying member of CLAM (Collegiate Lesbians Against Mega-Conglomerates) who wants to close down the Bunker. And that's even before the chickens come home to roost. If none of that sounds even remotely amusing, you're clearly not the intended audience. Cleveland Institute of Art Cinematheque. At 9:20 p.m. Friday, Nov. 21 and at 6:45 p.m. Sunday, Nov. 23. HHH
