I don't have all the words right now but this film is a work of art.

Fresh and Exciting

The film may be flawed, but its message is not.

An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

I was told to watch this by some friends. Usually they don't lead me wrong and this one was no exception. I put it on late at night with my sister. We were half tired and not sure we could even get through it but five minutes in when the bed start eating the apple we just laughed forever lol. I mean this bed was hungry! It didn't stop there. It was one classic scene after another.If you like insane movies about mattresses watch this one! What the hell was that yellow goop?

Writer / director George Barry's "Death Bed: The Bed That Eats" is one of the strangest films you'll ever encounter. At first, it would seem that it could only generate laughter due to its outrageous premise, but it's quite possible to take it seriously, as a surreal work of art with touches of exploitation (namely, gore and nudity) thrown in.The title pretty much lays it out for you: the title item of furniture has been possessed by a demon for many years, and claimed many victims, pulling them down into its yellow, frothy, hungry innards. One of the victims is an artist (Dave Marsh, voice-over by Patrick Spence- Thomas) whose spirit is now trapped behind one of his paintings and can't do a thing to warn anybody who stops by.This film has got a real unearthly vibe and a European sensibility going for it. It creates its own universe, and occupies it to great effect. The viewer may keep watching out of a sense of sheer fascination. Granted, its acting is all on the amateurish side, but the low low budget does work in its favour, as such an element often does for such B pictures. None of the human characters are terribly interesting, certainly not as interesting as the bed itself, which does have a presence.There are some very memorable moments, such as the extended sequence where Diane (Demene Hall) starts to get sucked into the bed, manages to emerge (albeit with legs now bloodied up and useless), and starts to crawl to freedom, only for...Well, I know it's best to let you discover it for yourself. When a young man (William Russ) loses both hands to the ravenous bed, he's oddly not too distraught but more amazed at the damage done."Death Bed: The Bed That Eats" is definitely the kind of thing you have to see for yourself. It HAS developed a following, if not a particularly large one, and that's not hard to understand. It's a true original.Eight out of 10.

Honestly, this is one of the strangest movies I ever saw. It felt like absolutely surreal, dreamlike cult film. At the edge of a grand estate, near a crumbling old mansion lies a strange stone building with just a single room. In the room there lies a bed. The major imaginative thrive of the movie is that it is narrated by the Victorian artist Aubrey Beardsley who is held captive inside the wall behind one of his paintings next to the bed. Born of demonic power, the bed seeks the flesh, blood and life essence of unwary travelers. My favorite victim in the film was the gangster who tries to shoot the bed with his gun, as if that will help. Well, three girls then arrive on vacation, searching for a place to spend the night and find themselves sleeping on the bed that eats people. George Barry's uniquely weird journey into horror through a world of carnivorous furnishings was a bit out of this world! Comedian, Patton Oswalt once quote that this movie was one of the most awesome movies he ever saw. By watching it, I can clearly say, he might be putting a bit of a sarcasm tone into that. Still it was pretty entertaining. Who knows, a bed can drink Pepto Bismo, fried chicken and orange soda?! The bed can also make flowers grow out of a skull, lock doors, give jewelry to dead people and even masturbates for some odd reason. This movie is a true testament that every horrible idea for an object-based horror movie has been nearly done. I wasn't scare at all, but laughing. The movies take it-self so serious, but for me, it felt like a comedy horror. It could have been better, with a better writer. The concept is good. Truly a bed that eats people can be scary in the right hands. A good example of that is 1984's Nightmare on Elm Street with what happens to Johnny Depp's character. In this film, the writing is a lengthy, monotonous, rather incomprehensible story, related by the ghost about two-thirds of the way through the film, about how the bed came to be a bed that eats people. There is another strange series of scenes displaying a woman inside an underground coffin on the estate of the cottage and nearby mansion that I have yet to figure out how it fits into the story. The gore effects in this movie were pretty bad. I like how you can clearly see where the pins connect one fake bone to the other on the clearly fake skeleton hand on the guy after the bed eat him. The sound mix is a bit annoying. The acting is dreadful. The actor who speaks Beardsley's voice is a little bit better than the other cast. His pacing, accent, and inflections are hypnotic alright. Pay attention if you buy this, the dad from "Boy meets world" is in this as one of the characters brothers. In fact, I'm more awestruck by the fact that they started shooting in 1972 and took 5 years to finish this movie. Then nobody would release it for two more decades after its completion. When it finally came out, according to the DVD extras, Barry seems to have even forgotten he made it. It's one of those movies, so bad, it's good. So give it a try, and sleep on it.

This film plunges headlong into the realm of the surreal à la Lynch and Jodorowsky--with an atmosphere that is strangely compelling, lulling the viewer with the dream-like intensity of its images.The narration is to be savoured--the narrator being trapped behind a painting (adjacent to the bed), who often speaks for it, vocalizing its desires and reasoning. Yes, Beardsley would sound like that.There are some flaws, but its strengths overwhelm its weaknesses. The sequence with the woman wrenching herself out of the bed and crawling across the floor, trying to escape, will leave you breathless. The film possesses a fin-de-siecle air about it; and should be read as a disarming cry from the bowels of the 20th century.Find this film and bathe in it.