I stumbled upon 'Zombie Sex Rampage' while digging through indie horror comics a few years back, and it’s one of those titles that sticks with you—both for its absurd premise and the sheer audacity of its execution. The author is James Farr, who’s known for his over-the-top, irreverent style. He’s the same guy behind 'Xombie,' another zombie-themed work, but with a surprisingly heartfelt twist. Farr’s stuff feels like a love letter to B-movie chaos, blending gore, humor, and a touch of social satire.
What’s wild is how he manages to make something so intentionally ridiculous feel oddly polished. The art’s gritty but detailed, and the dialogue leans into the campiness without collapsing into pure nonsense. If you’re into zombie media that doesn’t take itself seriously—think 'Shaun of the Dead' meets grindhouse—Farr’s work is worth a look. Just maybe not during dinner.