Death Bed: The Bed That Eats

With a title like this, how could you resist watching this movie? I couldn't. The plot, such as it is, is about a Bed. That eats. People. That's about it. Well, at one point it eats some fried chicken, an apple… whatever gets on it, really. The movie is divided up into segments named after meals and is narrated by a ghost in a painting.

The film attempts to combine arthouse pretentiousness with sleaze, super-low budget awful special effects, and acting that makes grade school plays look good. It sounds great as fodder for a hilarious bad movie night, but somehow the combination just winds up being boring. There's a reason most of the people involved in this thing never worked on a movie again.

Do yourself a favor and just laugh at the title and imagine what the movie might be like. It's better that way. The title is too good to waste on something like this, and the world is surely begging for a remake.