Brass (1999)
Morons can’t be trusted with satanic goodies.

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.

Wait, Brad Dourif, in a throwaway soft porn episode? Did he need the money that much?

We should send more obnoxious influencers into haunted houses!
