good lord! (and that coming from an atheist), this "movie" is bad !
much has already been said by the reviewers before (the ones who rated this piece 3 and below) to which I fully agree, I just like to add a few things:
among the three guys who had to eat their own digestive end products, got chopped up by an Axe, raped by a broomstick, had their balls blown away - the ex-boyfriend suffers the worst torture while having to listen to the girl's endless and pointless babble at the kitchen table (as do we, but at least we have the mercy of the mute button).
had the director cut out the point- and endless graveyard and inverted scenes, our suffering would have been over after 30 minutes.
the only things that made this flick at least somewhat bearable are Emily Haack's tits (one point).
forget it. don't buy it. don't waste your time. and your sanity. my brain is so fried after watching this I feel the urgent need to watch (and suffer?) "Scrapbook" right now.