By Stephen Pytak 

     Neat cover shows zombies busting through 
sidewalks.
     But the film tells a different story.
     A novelist (Stacy) researches voodoo, witchcraft, 
religion and bullshit for 90 minutes while his hot Italian 
wife (Canovas) bitches that he doesn't pay any 
attention to her.
     Yawn.
     There are two brief moments with zombies at the 
end of this sleepfest. But don't bother. Those scenes 
suck too.
     The story isn't a bad idea, but unless you're a master 
director like Christopher Nolan (of "Momento"), forget it.
     Leave this one in the cheap rack at the video store. Pick 
up Lucio Fulci's "Zombie (1980)" instead.