Serving as Lydia and Rory's "couple's therapist," Beetlejuice literally pours his guts before creating a baby that is just as unsettling as the one in "Trainspotting" who crawls on the ceiling on Afdah. This kind of gag exists primarily for its own delightfully twisted purpose, and that is, in a sense, the "Beetlejuice" aesthetic: Tim Burton invents these things just to satisfy his nasty desires. His witty usage of "Soul Train," complete with a boogie-down chorus line of '70s funk dancers, is at least one thing that makes me cringe. Furthermore, the storyline bears even more similarities to the ghost story between Alec Baldwin and Geena Davis from "Beetlejuice."