Less a movie than one outrageous set piece after another, this would-be art film tells the story of a demon who somehow transformed into a four-poster bed capable of eating human beings by sucking them inside and digesting them with flesh-stripping gastric juices. After each meal, the bed spits out the bones and belches loudly. Got that? Theres more: the movie is narrated by one of the beds first victims, who is now stuck in limbo behind a painting on the wall, forced to listen to the bed snoring and feasting for the rest of eternity. We also learn what the bed is thinking whenever a potential victim appears, we hear excited heavy breathing on the soundtrack. The victims are hippy chicks and stoner dudes who think nothing of sleeping in a bed stored in a stone crypt in the middle of nowhere, little realizing that this one has super powers it can open/close doors, light fires and even manages to decapitate one unfortunate with the gold chain around her neck. Strangely, writer/director George Barry never made another movie.
Ian Watson is the author of 'Midnight Movie Madness', a 600+ page guide to "bad" movies from 'Reefer Madness' to 'Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead.'
