The Brightest Boutique by Susan Hatler
Oh god, those creepy adult children are back…
Oh god, those creepy adult children are back…
Haunted GI Joes and hunting Pedo Joe.
Morons can’t be trusted with satanic goodies.
This is the equivalent of a try to stay awake challenge.
Forget the big and small screen adaptations. Nothing beats the source material.
Who would have thought that a movie like this would be so awwww-cute?
Poor Cthulhu. He can’t catch a break from pesky unwanted guests to his watery abode.
How odd, as the story of the hero’s heartbreak is more memorable than his happy ending journey.
Two guys and a candle. No, not like that.
What a waste. With some tweaks, this one could have been awesome.