Massage Parlor of Death

I guarantee I spent more money buying this movie than the producers did making it. After I bought this copy they were in the black. There's an art to making bad movies. There are also rules. Rule 1. Don't give me a massive headache trying to watch it. Underwhelming boring and an absolutely pathetic soundtrack that made my ears bleed for real. Unlike this ketchup show. It's trying to be funny and pay homage to the bad 80's slasher glory days. But it belly flops on its face. I love camp but this movie makes me want to stay home and skip it for the summer. So frustrating. All the crappy kills are the exact same and she even breaks the third wall on one random occasion. Stop making movies if there this bad or I promise I'll start trying to stop buying them. No entertainment value here at all and payoff was a big huge Milk Dud after getting this one home. With a title like MPOD it's impossible not to execute properly but Richard Mogg blew it. All tease and no sleaze and just no good and no fun.