For the most part, I find watching old black-and-white horror movies a wonderful experience. In my search to discover forgotten buried treasure, I sometimes unearth something that was better off six feet under. Teenage Zombies was sheer torture to watch. Poor background, terrible scene blocking, makeshift sets, and bad acting I can handle, but add to the mix unnecessary, excruciatingly long footage during which absolutely nothing occurs was a nearly unbearable ordeal. Teenage Zombie might last only 71 minutes, but it will feel like an eternity. Run Away. Run!
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