Clearly the cinematic equivalent of getting lost in a strange town and going around the poorly-run sewage plant several times. I don't see how anyone could possibly sit through this garbage without Joel and the 'bots--and even Frank and Dr. Forrester apologized while they were showing it! I could only imagine what was going through the minds of those poor souls who actually saw it at the drive-in during its brief original theatrical run. If hell were a drive-in, it would be located next to a sewage plant and "Manos" would be on screen eternally.
Review of Manos: The Hands of Fate
