Many people who have come by the dubious charms of bizarro cult movie Death Bed: The Bed that Eats (1977) got there by way of Patton Oswalt’s classic stand-up routine about the film. You hear him rant about it and you just have to see it. I mean, you pretty much know from the title if you’re going to enjoy this or not, don’t you?

Cribbed from its Wikipedia entry:

A large, black, four-poster bed, possessed by a demon, is passed from owner to owner. The Demon was a tree, who became a breeze and seemingly fell in love with a woman he blew past. The demon then took human form and conjured up a bed. While he was making love with the woman she died and his eyes bled onto the bed, causing it to become possessed. Those who come into contact with the bed are frequently consumed by it (victims are pulled into what is apparently a large chamber of digestive fluids beneath the sheets). The bed demonstrates a malevolent intelligence as well as some psychokinetic and limited telepathic abilities to manipulate dreams.

A running commentary or chorus is supplied by the ghost ?