Another great flick from SFR and Richard Griffin and a grand cast of 10s!
A cult classic in the making for sure and no race, creed, ethnicity, religion or mob affiliation escapes ridicule in this stylistic Grindhouse/nunsploitation montage. More blood, pasta, habits, grenades, automatic weapons and young cloistered angst per inch of digital-celluloid then Tarantino could possibly imagine.
And the Jesus-meets-Busby-Berkley musical number is worth the price of admission by itself. I laughed, I cried, I choked on my rosary.
An absolute 9 out of 10. An open bar would have made it a 10.
A cult classic in the making for sure and no race, creed, ethnicity, religion or mob affiliation escapes ridicule in this stylistic Grindhouse/nunsploitation montage. More blood, pasta, habits, grenades, automatic weapons and young cloistered angst per inch of digital-celluloid then Tarantino could possibly imagine.
And the Jesus-meets-Busby-Berkley musical number is worth the price of admission by itself. I laughed, I cried, I choked on my rosary.
An absolute 9 out of 10. An open bar would have made it a 10.