Miss Stevens came to the Agony Booth in the process of looking for reviews of Trail of the Pink Panther and has since established herself as (among other things) a notoriously devoted Peter Sellers fan, a Michael Jackson deconstructionist, and an all-round critiquer. She has delusions of success as a writer but has a day job just in case.

"Sapphire" credits whatever success she has as a Boother to her love of the whimsical, eccentric side of cinema - while others might blanche at the madness of the films she's helped recap, she dives in every time.

Born in Western North Carolina, Juniper was discovered in a filthy shack in the lovely Blue Ridge Mountains, speaking a made up language to a tattered rag doll, her only companion. Her social skills have improved little in the intervening years. She is currently making flailing efforts at being a freelance writer. One of history's supreme procrastinators she plans on writing a book about it someday.

Unlike many other recappers, Jason wasn't introduced to the fold by seeing Exorcist 2 or anything. He's just a random internet cynical humor guy or something. (Wow, we don't have many of those.)

If I was a bad movie, I'd find it much easier to write about myself than I do at present. My main interests outside of really bad movies is playing music. I've played guitar for 15 years, performed before far more people than I'm really comfortable with and am currently having fun listening to my 5 year old son bang away on his new starter drum set. Yes, drummers are so hard to find, I had to resort to making my own.

When not playing music, I also like to work in my yard and many gardens, try new recipes (never would have thought that would happen), research my genealogy (I get to be related to the beheaded king and queen of France!) and read history books primarily about natural disasters and personal tales. And when I'm not doing any of that, then I'm spending time with my great family.

The first movie I remember going to the theater to see was The Black Stallion which we were late to the beginning of and as we were waiting for it to begin again and rewatch it (is that even legal?) we got dragged away by my dad and sister who insisted we come watch Airplane! with them in the other theater. Oh, and I cried so hard at the end of Oh, Heavenly Dog! that my sister had to call my mom to come pick me up. As a kid, I never had a Big Wheel. I still want one.

An IT peon in the Midwest with potentially too much time on his hands and an affinity for Bollywood.

I was first exposed to the glories of Crap Cinema when I was in high school and saw Mystery Science Theater 3000 for the first time. I've never been the same since.

I happily serve The Booth as a moderator for a few forums and occasionally contribute material to the Mega Reviews.

In ninth grade, Jake devoted a website to Exorcist II: The Heretic. Believe it or not, years later this actually helped him get an unimaginably glamorous job on the bottom rung of post-production for a show airing on ESPN. Dreams do come true!

In between organizing tape libraries and labeling things, Jake also works as an editor for the occasional zero-budget independent production. He was also a film critic for the now-defunct Movie Gurus website.

While my website may have fallen off this Earth due to a negligent host and my own time constraints, rest assured I still keep my eyes on what the world of horrid films has to offer, and am still yet to have my say on a few of them!