I'll admit to liking the band. And I'll concede that I'm inexplicably drawn to the phrase "Junior Western Bacon Chee," and Jables is cuddly cute when he's not in demon mode or sourly inflicting ribald on Rage Kage, and there were Meatloaf and Ronny Dio in the opening scene, which was a killer rock opera explosion.
But the rest was Poops Magee. The songs were stupid and so was the plot. Besides some brilliant epithets, for which JB and KG seem to have a devilish knack, there wasn't much juice.
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