Anyway, some test subjects have gotten away and are currently out killing and eating people. Rose has stopped at a small Texas barbecue place where she meets up with Wray, a young man that she apparently knew before. Wray currently drives a wrecker and while giving her a ride has a wreck trying to avoid a figure on the road. While all this is going on, the lesbian doctor is making plans with her lover to leave her abusive husband.
She and the husband, both of whom are doctors in the local hospital, are soon swamped by people with a strange disease that seems to be eating the flesh of the victims while causing violent behavior as well. Wray is now in trouble with the local police for having a gun, the hospital is overrun, the lesbian is trying to get away from her husband — WHEW! What else could happen?
Plenty if you are Robert Rodriguez. I mean, all this is just a start. And yet, as confusing as all of it sounds, Rodriquez makes it all work together seamlessly and with ease. It is like a giant puzzle where all the pieces fit with each other to make a pretty picture. That is what has happened here. Well, okay — so the pretty picture here is of bloody, gory guts and brains lying about the place, but you get the point.
Planet Terror does not have to work hard for either the humor or the gore, it just seems to come naturally. I mean, when you have a woman with a machine gun for a leg and zombie enemies, you can't be expecting some serious social work about the innate goodness of the human race.
The cast is excellent, from McGowan, to Tarantino, Michael Parks, Freddy Rodriguez, Josh Brolin, and Tom Savini, who have brought their talents together to create one of the most interesting and actual fun movie experiences of the year. Planet Terror was a great gross-out film, with just the right amount of gore, humor, and as far as I am concerned, sex. And a go-go dancer full of useless talents, although I can think of about a half-dozen that 'arching the back' trick would be good for.