In the infamous Manos: the Hands of Fate, a family (and their little dog too) gets lost in the back roads of rural Texas and stumbles upon a hidden, sinister, devil-worshiping cult led by the fearsome Master and his hunched over man-servant Torgo.

Guess roadside assistance was hard to come by. General rule: avoid abandoned homes in the middle of nowhere, tended to by weirdo midget manservants.

There is a very odd subplot involving a vice squad busting teens making out in convertibles, with booze stashed in glove compartment.

FYI, the robe above makes a very bold and quite awesome fashion statement.

The movie, very unfairly described as one of the worst of all time, is coming to Blu-Ray in October. It makes a perfect stocking stuffer.