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Rocco (Rocco Martone), his girlfriend Kerri (Kerri Taylor) and their
friend Ryan (Ryan Miller) are having an LSD party, during which all of
them wear masks at the behest of Rocco. Somehow the party goes horribly
wrong then Ryan ends up dead, Kerri tied up in the basement, and Rocco
starts to believe he's Jesus Christ. He has long conversations with Ryan,
whom he believes to be the devil, before even realizing he's dead (the
facial mask doesn't make it easy to tell you know), and he believes Kerri
to be Mary Magdalene, and soon progresses to dictate her his new gospel.
He also has an alarming collection of photos of crucified women, which
somehow put Kerri into a panic - oh, and he's hearing voices, and might
suffer from a severe case of schizophrenia.
Eventually, Kerri ends up
dead, too. Rocco can't remember doing it, but doesn't care too much
either, as he sees his mission greater than the life or death of one
person. Oh yeah, and he has a new guest to his basement, an attractive
blonde (Suzi Lorraine) dressed in a bikini tied to a cross. In a state of
utter delusion, Rocco nails himself to the backside of her cross ...
only now that it's found out that Rocco, who has since died on the cross,
is not actually the baddie of the piece, just a poor drugged soul with a
schizophrenic disorder - which his landlord Fred (Freddie Dingo) has known
to abuse in order to rape Rocco's girlfriend: The voices Rocco hears were
all Fred's, the LSD party was Fred's idea, so were the masks, which he
needed to get into Kerri's panties with her believing it's Rocco. Somehow
though, things went wrong and Fred had to kill Ryan and Kerri, and he
provided Rocco with the blonde to make him the perfect scapegoat. All the
photos of the crucified girls were his also, Fred has made it his hobby to
tie naked girls to makeshift crosses somewhere deep in the woods and let
them die there - and in a twist of bitter irony, they might save him from
the chair, in a plea deal, Fred offers to lead the police to his
crucifixion victims in exchange for beking spared the death penalty ...
the most part, this film makes only limited sense, narratively, and
resembles more the trip of a schizophreniac - which it's actually supposed
to be, too. Anyways, writer/director Bill Zebub doesn't really try too
hard to tell his story, instead he creates a weird, trippy atmosphere by
infusing the film with seemingly unrelated images of crucified girls, by
messing up the chronological order of things, and by leaving out key
scenes (like the murders themselves). This all is fascinating, even if
after some times, it gets a bit repretitive and thus tiring.
fun thing about this film though is the twist ending that virtually comes
out of nowhere, but makes sense as a perfectly twisted explanation of
everything that has happened before.