Ghosthouse

To enjoy this film, one must not be nitpicky... well, one must simply not expect too much logic either. Or decent dialogs and acting. It may sound like I'm trashing this film and I'm warning people to stay away from it, but read further and you'll see that I actually have a strange fascination towards this movie, even though I am well aware of how ridiculus it can get. "Ghosthouse" is definitely a weird b-class horror gem that, for some reason, I hadn't even heard of it until recently, though I am an avid 32-year-old horror fan. Strange, huh? Well, not so much if we are willing to admit that this film is, in fact, very flawed, but manages to shine in its own way.

In "Ghousthouse", the story goes something like this: an amateur radio operator named Paul picks up a signal of two people screaming, pressumably before being attacked by someone or something. Paul somehow manages to track down the location where these screaming occured and decides to travel to this place with his girlfriend, Martha (sure, why would they call the police in the first place? after all, these are badly written characters in a low budget horror flick and they need to act accordingly). When Paul and Martha arrive to the place where the screamings occured, they are greeted by a decaying old man who tells them to get the hell out of there and mind their own business. Of course, crazy old farts are never taken too seriously, especially when they look like they are in a solid relationship with booze and mental illness. As soon as they arrive, Martha tells Paul that she wants to leave, because the house gives her a bad feeling (which is reasonsable, considering that it's the same house where Lucio Fulci's "The House by the Cemetery" was filmed).

Paul and Martha break into the house (of course!) to come across a group of four young squatters who travel around in a camper and a motorbike (seriously, doesn't anyone have a job here?). One of these youngsters, whose name is Mark, owns a radio and hi...