The purest form of garbage boiled in cat pee & dog dung would be preferable to this grotesque mediocrity. Dead soulless characters mouthing an idiotic script based on the vapid vanity of some wacky cult/pseudo religion. To call this crap would embarrass real crap. The craven idiots that would bother to watch it deserve their self-styled lobotomies. Only a masochist or a drooling idiot would watch more than five minutes. The dog barking early in the film outside of frame was probably the only sensible attempt at reality. The only possible rapture would be that this film vanish from memory. The only possible heaven seems to be to boil the cult in oil for ever attempting this disgusting waste of film, time and resources. Only one word comes to mind regarding this film: abomination of culture, taste, religion of any sort. Given the choice of being targeted by a Texas size asteroid or watching this film: do yourself a favor: choose the asteroid! Travesty. abomination, grotesque, mediocre, evil, bad, putrid are totally inadequate to describe this execrable example of attempted social masturbation. Even bad porno has a point: this putative movie fails even in that. Should someone force you to watch this, grab a fork or sharp object and stab yourself in the leg ... if you are going to hurt so bad, do it to yourself: Oprah calls that empowerment. If there was a Satan that wanted to destroy souls and corrupt people: Satan would be proud of this film! The ludicrous attempt at dialogue, while hampered by foley and other ambient sounds truly wrenches their overly self-righteous preachiness from being heard: that maybe a good thing. Even Ed Wood had better technique and pride in his craft than these brain-dead excuses.