This wasn’t as endearingly inane as Dana Reed’s The Gatekeeper or Demon Within, but overall it was still quite entertainingly ludicrous. I mean, there was a freakin demon in hell who was in charge of all the ouija boards on the planet. That was, like, his official job title: Ouija Board Dude. And the guy who was waiting in the wings to take over from him was none other than…the Marquis de Sade. Yeah. There was also this weird, lumpy, amorphous blob-type creature who hung out in Ouija Board Dude’s cave in hell, clamoring for fresh human flesh to replenish his putrefying “outer crust,” which had apparently gotten kind of icky lately. So you know Dana Reed was trying her hardest here to outdo herself here in terms of sheer stupidity, it’s just that there were a few too many excruciatingly slow spots, which definitely detracted from my enjoyment of this one. Still, if you’re looking for a so-bad-it’s-hilarious vintage horror novel, you could do far worse. Just maybe start with her more consistently batshit titles first.