A Zak Bagans production yo! It is hilarious how horrible this movie is. I might recommend to masochistic friends and/or those who actually believe in the 'its so bad its good' mentality. This could start as fun drinking game, but before too long I'd be drinking to make it stop. Cheaply shot, cheaply made, poorly written and seemingly an ego vehicle for the aforementioned Zak Bagans, who sluggishly narrates grandiose claims and descriptors of supposedly true events witnessed offscreen.
Demon House