Not exactly Stuart Gordon’s finest moment. If this slasherized version of the Inquisition ever had a chance – and that’s a huge “if” – it’s completely undone by an evil combination of Torquemada’s torture chamber painted with bad airbrushed van art and Oliver Reed staggering through briefly as a cardinal with an Italian accent worthy of Chico Marx. This is the sort of picture that might count as unintentional comedy if not for the rampant misogyny. See if desperate
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