According to the Handbook for the Recently Deceased, the Beetlejuice Terrarium is an accurately-depicted scale model of the Maitland-Deetz estate, replete with fence posts, dirt driveway, the foreboding, Burton-esque tree, and a 1 1/2" replica of the iconic house where Delia, Otho, Charles, and the gang gave their riveting interpretation of "The Banana Boat Song." There may even be a sandworm or two under the rolling moss hills of the front yard. Don't look for the BJ himself, though, as the glowing red whore house appears not to have made the cut for inclusion.
Meticulously crafted with a wax-sculpted, hand-painted house, plus moss harvested from Etsy vendor Rachelthebish's hometown forests, the 10" sustainable ecosystem arrives alive and ready to be spritz-watered sparingly every few weeks. Instructions for care are included in the shipment.
Retrospective Musing: Beetlejuice hit the big screen in 1988, and starred Michael Keaton as the eponymous bringer of the weird, lewd, and all-around BSC. Fast-forward 14 years. Where's Michael Keaton now? Where's that man who played Creeptastic Hellraiser so effortlessly, so believably, today? I haven't seen him in ages. Do we even have proof that he's still alive? You know what I think? I think he was swallowed by, and is currently living inside, someone else who starred in Beetlejuice. Someone who, in 1988, seemed sort of unassuming and vanilla, but who now constantly, and with great fanfare, exhibits the Beetlejuicy qualities of weird, lewd, and all-around BSC. I think Alec Baldwin pulled a Moby Dick and ate Michael Keaton.