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Cinekuest Pre-Turkeyday Returnening to the Tromaverse with Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken DeadWhat do you get when you build a fried chicken franchise on an “ancient Indian burial ground?” Not laser raptors, but undead chicken-demons possessed by souls seeking revenge. Not only is this amazing premise offered to us, but it’s also a…drumroll, please…a…fucking…musical! Arbie (you’ll get it) is a dumbshit pipsqueak pisspot left behind by Wendy, his girlfriend, as she zips off to Experimentation Boot Camp (college) and meets Micki. When Wendy (gettin’ the jerkojoke yet?) runs into Arbie at a protest outside of the grand opening of American Chicken Bunker where he calls her on her bullshit shallow ass trendy values localized in her sexuality and decides to go work for “The Man”. As the new Counter Girl for the new store, Arbie works under Denny (you have gotten it by now, right?) and alongside Carls Jr., Paco Bell, and Hummus. This movie starts with a fun unrequited love and spite angle of a plot, Lloyd Kaufman then proceeds to crack out a can of Classic Horror Tropes from his plot-force utility belt. Remember the “ancient Indian burial ground” Wendy and Micki were protesting alongside a stereotypical drunken Native American? It soon becomes quite relevant. As most of you are aware, in any Troma film is basically a powder keg of batshittery just waiting to blast everyone to hell with boobs, explosions, butt stuff, ball stuff, realistic looking poop and a shit fountain. Oh, yeah, remember it’s also a musical! Most importantly, it is damned funny. Join Daniel, Rey, and Roland as we try to give you a brief idea of what the crap is happening in this movie.
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