I got this! (He tries to flex his bicep. It’s now so large he can’t bend his elbow.)
The curse is strongest in there. No one has entered in 50 years. Good luck. misadventures megaboob manor
The alchemist laughs maniacally as he’s thrown into a pit. He raises a skeletal hand and screams: I got this
Some houses have history. This one has assets. OPENING SCENE: THE CURSE EXT. MEGABOOB MANOR - NIGHT (1812) A thunderstorm rages over a ludicrously proportioned manor: two enormous, domed towers flank a central keep, looking unmistakably like a giant stone torso. A hooded alchemist, DR. MORBIDUS , is dragged from the house by an angry mob of townspeople holding torches and pitchforks. No one has entered in 50 years
I curse this house! Any who dwell within shall find their most embarrassing assets… magnified ! Their hungers… insatiable ! Let the manor feed on your desires!
In a moment of genuine heart, Alistair removes his (giant) glasses. He admits: “I’ve never felt adequate. Not as a scholar. Not as a man. But this house—it’s just a mirror.”
A bumbling, cash-strapped historian is hired to authenticate the antiques of a reclusive, eccentric widow at a remote Gothic manor, only to discover that the house’s bizarre, curvaceous architecture is a living curse that amplifies the physical features—and the raging libidos—of everyone inside, leading to a night of supernatural slapstick and absurdly dangerous physics.