Hypnosis, murder, betrayal. Visualized journeys into the mind. Excellent hats. Very my thing.

If all cheapie horror films were like this, I would be very happy. I loved it.

Obviously, the only essential Christmas movie. A disturbing yet inspiring portrait of hope lost and found. As we might have surmised, Jan grew up to be the most interesting and complex Brady, Peter the most handsome, Marcia the most depressing and co-dependent, Carol the best dressed. It's fucked up that they make Cindy sit at the kid's table when she's in college! But at the end everybody finds their way with the help of Florence Henderson's Christmas carol. The people of the world needed the Bradys to help them through tough times in 1988 and we need them now!