Three Texan inbetweeners about to embark on cinema’s least appealing foursome wake up caged in the church of ultra-right-wing pastor Michael Parks. Problem is: he’s a preacher of the machine-gun variety...
Writer/director Kevin Smith self-financed this bloody satire, and though it doesn’t hold back on the hellfire, sweet lord, it’s talky.
Things don’t really kick off until John Goodman’s Feds create a Waco-style siege, and it’s bullets, rather than religious invective, that’s flying. More than two hours of Smith-centric extras include a decent Making Of.
