A pastor trades his bible for a blade in this confusing horror-meets-heavy metal mashup
You needn’t be a pastor to be devastated by the death of your daughter, but then we’d miss an anguished Bishop having an emotional meltdown in the driver’s seat of his car that the filmmakers intercut with shots of stained-glass church windows and accompanied by a heavy metal song that smothers the moment in noise.
Vigilantism is nothing new in horror cinema or any other kind of cinema. But the movie is not really interested in exploring the concept, and making Bishop a priest doesn’t give it any added weight. In fact, the movie prefers we ignore the moral implications of Bishop’s actions because there’s half an hour of mayhem—shot with B-movie vigor by Joe Hennigan—waiting to be unleashed. All this would be acceptable if there was a deliberate theme or concept to unite it.