The Legacy (1978)
Crap movie, but oh my oh, that magical rear end on display. Now that’s what I call a legacy!

Crap movie, but oh my oh, that magical rear end on display. Now that’s what I call a legacy!

Ooh, another American going to Europe to find a hot local to shag. Oh, with some lame horror stuff thrown in.

Yes, this one is as fun as the tool in the title hitting me between my eyes.

This embarrassing thing should have been buried deep under.

I think they forgot this was supposed to be a horror film and did a boring Lifetime-tier soap opera instead.

For a werewolf flick, the beast is hardly in it!

R-rated, baby, which means nudity, gore, tentacles, and gratuitous violence galore. Huzzah!

This is anti-fracking propaganda masquerading as a horror film, and Hollywood is crap at even pretending to be sincere about these things.

Flee, you fools! Fungi are coming to killing us all!

This is just cartoon characters screaming at one another. What happened?
