i know one reviewer of this film that have the audacity to compare director león klimovsky to tarantino . give me a break . the film jump all over the place and switch scene with no apparent rhyme or reason . one minute you see a love scene begin and a second later someone be run their bicycle into a car . this mash up of hindu mysticism and voodoo and zombie never have any coherent plot . it do have great zombie makeup . they look dead . it also have mirta miller . a voluptuous veteran of countless euro horror film and she again appear scantily clad with her breast heave a she fell into the clutch of the zombie for their ritual .