Heavily influenced by Romero's Dead trilogy and Raimi's The Evil Dead, but with a distinctive Japanese flavour all of its own, Stacy is a very bloody, but also rather confusing tale which combines two of my favourite things: hot Japanese schoolgirls and the living dead. Unfortunately, the unfathomable story and a few dull moments stop this from being the completely satisfying and outrageous gore-fest that I was hoping for.
For some unknown reason, girls between the ages of 15 and 17 are falling victim to a disease which at first makes them euphoric, but eventually turns them into flesh-hungry zombies, nicknamed Stacys. Special units are set up to deal with these walking deadRomero Repeat Kill squadsalthough close relatives are also legally allowed to dispose of their reanimated shuffling loved ones. In order to stop a Stacy, one must chop them up into 165 pieces, a job requiring some pretty hardcore hardware (the top-selling Blues Campbell 2 chainsaw, for example).
This strange set-up is fun for a while, with lots of cute teenagers (in Japanese schoolgirl outfits) being shot, hacked up and reduced to twitching bloody body-parts. The plot then gets even more strange: a puppeteer falls for a girl already in the 'happy' stage, and is asked to be the one to chop her up when the time comes; a young man working in a complex that experiments on Stacys hopes to find one particular specimen (his girlfriend Momo) and take her away before she is operated on; three sexy girls set up an illegal freelance disposal service, using nunchakus, a machine gun and a samurai sword to deal with the dead; and a crazy scientist discovers the reason behind the whole epidemicit turns out that love seems to be the cause of the problem.
I've no doubt that there is some subtext, message or moral behind this ridiculous plot, (as has been suggested in other comments), but I'm afraid it wasn't clear to me. I was left confused by the whole thinga shame, because I really enjoyed the gratuitous gore scenes.
For some unknown reason, girls between the ages of 15 and 17 are falling victim to a disease which at first makes them euphoric, but eventually turns them into flesh-hungry zombies, nicknamed Stacys. Special units are set up to deal with these walking deadRomero Repeat Kill squadsalthough close relatives are also legally allowed to dispose of their reanimated shuffling loved ones. In order to stop a Stacy, one must chop them up into 165 pieces, a job requiring some pretty hardcore hardware (the top-selling Blues Campbell 2 chainsaw, for example).
This strange set-up is fun for a while, with lots of cute teenagers (in Japanese schoolgirl outfits) being shot, hacked up and reduced to twitching bloody body-parts. The plot then gets even more strange: a puppeteer falls for a girl already in the 'happy' stage, and is asked to be the one to chop her up when the time comes; a young man working in a complex that experiments on Stacys hopes to find one particular specimen (his girlfriend Momo) and take her away before she is operated on; three sexy girls set up an illegal freelance disposal service, using nunchakus, a machine gun and a samurai sword to deal with the dead; and a crazy scientist discovers the reason behind the whole epidemicit turns out that love seems to be the cause of the problem.
I've no doubt that there is some subtext, message or moral behind this ridiculous plot, (as has been suggested in other comments), but I'm afraid it wasn't clear to me. I was left confused by the whole thinga shame, because I really enjoyed the gratuitous gore scenes.