The title should have been a dead give-away, to a film full of bland ideas. An expectant couple, Jack and Venessa, buys an old house in a hood full of weirdos, just like themselves, hoping white people don"t know about it. Turns out the house is haunted, and hunting on their pregnancy.
When it decides to be a comedy, expect some utterly cliché jokes. Food jokes. Vomit jokes. Walking into you jokes. Stoner jokes. Dick jokes. Porn jokes. Cigarette jokes. Fat jokes. Religion jokes. Taser jokes. Poop jokes ... WTF! All of these pills?
When it decides to be horrific, same old story. Spooky faces, and blood and guts. Period. This is house of blood. All that blood during the final scene but we had a dry birth, and especially how the baby blanket was ready. In the sheets. On the bed. Oh, it's cause we had a dry crying! Poor Jack, name almost rhymes with jock!
Hell baby is immolated by 'daddy', Jack, thanks to an electrocution. Venessa's knack for turpentine!
Props. Couples everywhere! Just look and see
When it decides to be a comedy, expect some utterly cliché jokes. Food jokes. Vomit jokes. Walking into you jokes. Stoner jokes. Dick jokes. Porn jokes. Cigarette jokes. Fat jokes. Religion jokes. Taser jokes. Poop jokes ... WTF! All of these pills?
When it decides to be horrific, same old story. Spooky faces, and blood and guts. Period. This is house of blood. All that blood during the final scene but we had a dry birth, and especially how the baby blanket was ready. In the sheets. On the bed. Oh, it's cause we had a dry crying! Poor Jack, name almost rhymes with jock!
Hell baby is immolated by 'daddy', Jack, thanks to an electrocution. Venessa's knack for turpentine!
Props. Couples everywhere! Just look and see