On the quest for a horror comedy, I took a chance on "Stalled," the tale of a janitor trapped in a women's restroom stall during the start of the zombie apocalypse. Now we start the spoilers.
The main character discovers that there is another survivor two stalls over and tries to play hero, but prioritizes a toolbox full of stolen money over useful tools, then once he makes it to the crawl space and makes his way to the girl, he realizes Heather is a full figured woman, and hesitates. She then has a low self esteem meltdown and sacrifices herself. He feels like a douche and sends Eve, Heathers office bully to the zombie infested bathroom as revenge. And he himself winds up trapped in a phone booth after calling his mom. This could have been a much better film had they not hamfistedly clutched at the straws of a body image moralistic high ground only to come up short.