'Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things' (1972) - Bob Clark.

This twistedly tittersome 70s terror treat is just tomb much frightful fun that I grave up trying to resist its malevolently mirthful, coffin-clotted charms many fears ago! Deliciously rotten, but never forgotten, this sinisterly sardonic, sweetly satanic, grisly-goofy Grindhouse gem is still bury much one of my Top Ten wrong-headed celluloid raves from the grave! I really stink y'all might 'dig' it too! Should you dare yourself to watch the riotously revivified corpses in 'Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things' prepare to party darkly with gruesomely gallivanting ghoul, Orville until you drop...dead!!!! So, don't accept any pale imitations, this creepy camp comedy classic is a breath of fetid air! If genre movie maverick, Bob Clark's grievously glib, festeringly funny, gruesomely gobby gag-fest doesn't make you snigger it's ONLY because offally capricious Orville's monstrously mildewed mandibles just gone gobbled up your liver!!! Cavort with these cool cadavers and you're guaranteed Wormly fuzzies!!! Come on in...the morgue the merrier!!!