Also see H.G. Lewis Goreography
If the stuff they’re talking about is the MOVIE, well, there may be truth in advertising after all. It’s a slow, painful death as a redneck moonshine cult dubbed the "Congregation of the Heavenly Spirits" sits around their church house swilling white lightnin’ and listening to the dubious sermonizing of the Reverend Roscoe Boone (Jeffrey Allen). He’s sort of "I say, I say" a Looney Toons hayseed who enjoys personifying various books of the Bible via copious quotations such as: "Ol’ Lee Viticus done said ‘Love thy neighbor as thy self.’ " Pretty nice sentiment, except he apparently takes that to mean it’s a good idea to pour booze down the gullets of party pooping Johnny Laws and snap incriminating photos of ’em with a couple of the mountain’s friendlier gals. It wouldn’t be a Herschell Gordon Lewis picture with a little gore amid the pedestrian "shine" plot. To that purpose are the bizarrely Biblical deaths of three young ladies. The first is stoned to death with sponges soaked in stage blood. The other two find themselves lashed to crosses for their sins. Probably sounds more of a hoot than it is.
CineSchlockers should keep an eye peeled for Larry Drake‘s screen debut among Boone’s flock. Larry’s next big break was as the man-child Benny on "L.A. Law" followed by more sinister roles in Darkman and, of course, Dr. Giggles.
Notables: No breasts. Five corpses. Post-marital tag team diddling. Wacky fast mo. Multiple hoedowns. One police chase with explosion. Shotgun facial. Southern inhospitality.
Quotable: Mary Ellen is hardly a blushing bride: "Let’s get on with it! I’m hotter than a batch of week old mash!"