'Dead Heat' (1988) - Mark Goldblatt.

Even during the bloodiest wave of the terror-tripping 80s video-rage, watchable, hellaciously hysterical horror hybrids were certainly no less of a rarity than today. Therefore, mercurial movie-maker Mark Goldblatt’s morbidly-macabre, mega-mentalist, monster-makin’ mash-up remains a veritable gore-laden goldmine for acid-eating aficionados of sensationally splatter-headed, special FX-loaded, midnight movie madness! 

A singularly confounding series of violent robberies erupt in downtown L.A., wherein twice-dead bodies turn up at the morgue! And malevolently melt-faced, unkillable skells raise all manner of bloody hells in the temporarily demonized city of angels! With the body bags mountin’, it’s gonna’ take 2 especially kooky cops to arrest this criminal rot, as only the scream of the crop can stop this rum plot, dead-bang in its bloody tracks! Mortis (Treat Williams) & Bigelow (Joe Piscopo) are a pair of heroically hard-assed, reality-wrecking, scumbag-body-baggin’, not-long-dead, wiseacre cops who are not only beyond the pale...they are quite literally beyond the boundaries of life itself!!!!!! As a bodaciously bellicose, hard rocking, body rotten B-Movie, Goldblatt’s cult 80s splatter classic ‘Dead Heat’ is pretty hard to beat!!!! Two ice-cool, dead-eyed L.A. cops working a dead-end beat in the explosive heat of a savage street-war against an Illuminati elite of zombie-making dead beats! ‘Stab ‘em in the guts! Shoot ‘em in the head! You can even blow ‘em up dead! Detectives Mortis & Bigelow eat re-fried death for breakfast! So, if you can’t stand this kinda’ ‘Dead Heat’, stay the hell outta’ the city morgue, or ya' dead meat!!!!’

 

'Vince Neil really let himself go, dude!'

'Hooking up with my ex went better than expected!'

'You're a stand-up guy, Piscopo!'

'That's the last time I party with Harry Knowles!'