Review – Crowley

This movie’s as muddled and bizarre as the man for whom it’s named. Before the end credits roll, we get virtual reality, time travel, transmigration of souls, bloody murder, satanic sex orgies, college journalism and no end of other aberrant behavior. Unfortunately it never comes together into a cohesive whole. So if you like looking at bare nekkid English chicks, this supplies at least a taste. But if plot, character, logic, or anything else that might suggest an effort at craft are important to you, seek elsewhere. See if desperate