Review – Ghoulies

So was everybody a badly-dressed jerk back in the 80s? I hadn’t remembered that. Well okay, I remember the bad clothes. What I don’t remember is infestations of crappy little rubber monster puppets. Of course I never inherited a creepy old mansion, and if I had I think I would have made an effort to avoid performing black magic rituals in the basement. Bewitched or not, this guy has nobody to blame but himself. See if desperate