he's really just like me.

Holy shit. This is a more divine—and more believable—portrayal of Christ than anything the church has ever managed. So honest. I met Marty at a 2024 BAFTAs afterparty with an actor I was seeing at the time. I told him I loved his shit, he told me he loved my shit (Kiarostami), but god, I wish I’d seen this before that encounter. Might’ve been better than drunkenly telling him how important Taxi Driver was to me in high school, like a lonely white boy.

Priest, conman—same hat. Felt like a sermon through a glory hole. Insane, hixploitation gore. Bible Belt Scarface written by a televangelist on uppers. Three stars because it’s honest about what faith looks like when capitalism gets horny. Love a B movie.

One of the most incredibly beautiful and stimulating films I have ever seen and yet I will never watch it again.