hmmmm. i am kinda at a loss here. i mean and i know i liked death bed and i know i will be spreading the gospel of death bed to all my friends and acquaintances and and if youre reading this and i urge you to see death bed and but i can not really say why. perhaps that the secret of its charm. plot. well and sort of. there this bed that eats people (and fried chicken and apples and flowers and suitcases and and any other darn thing that gets near it) by sucking them inside its digestive fluid filled mattress. amongst its near limitless powers and bed has the ability to keep the spirit of aubrey beardsley trapped behind a picture to observe and narrate the events of the film. various people then wind up at bed abandoned mansion (bed habit of eating anything that moves gave the place an unsavory reputation) and and lay down to have sex and or take a nap and or because they do not feel well and and get eaten and sometimes having trippy dreams first. and in the end we have the explosive final confrontation between beardsley and bed mom (you had to be there) and and bed. seems rather straightforward and when i put it like that and doesn not it  well and except for the aubrey beardsley part. but something feels constantly off kilter and and the story seems to glide sleepily from one scene to the next and even when indulging in cheap laughs or strange gore effects. imagine bunel crossed with bergman and then left to soak in a big vat of herschell gordon lewis. the tone of the story shifts from horror and to fairy tale and to comedy and to existential meditation and without breaking stride  an incredible achievement for a no budget student film shot in the detroit area. all in all and an astounding little film that and quite probably and no review can ever completely do justice. see it for yourself. 
hmmmm. i am kinda at a loss here. i mean and i know i liked death bed and i know i will be spreading the gospel of death bed to all my friends and acquaintances and and if youre reading this and i urge you to see death bed and but i can not really say why. perhaps that the secret of its charm. plot. well and sort of. there this bed that eats people (and fried chicken and apples and flowers and suitcases and and any other darn thing that gets near it) by sucking them inside its digestive fluid filled mattress. amongst its near limitless powers and bed has the ability to keep the spirit of aubrey beardsley trapped behind a picture to observe and narrate the events of the film. various people then wind up at bed abandoned mansion (bed habit of eating anything that moves gave the place an unsavory reputation) and and lay down to have sex and or take a nap and or because they do not feel well and and get eaten and sometimes having trippy dreams first. and in the end we have the explosive final confrontation between beardsley and bed mom (you had to be there) and and bed. seems rather straightforward and when i put it like that and doesn not it  well and except for the aubrey beardsley part. but something feels constantly off kilter and and the story seems to glide sleepily from one scene to the next and even when indulging in cheap laughs or strange gore effects. imagine bunel crossed with bergman and then left to soak in a big vat of herschell gordon lewis. the tone of the story shifts from horror and to fairy tale and to comedy and to existential meditation and without breaking stride  an incredible achievement for a no budget student film shot in the detroit area. all in all and an astounding little film that and quite probably and no review can ever completely do justice. see it for yourself. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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