It looks like Hal Hartley might be the apostle of the twenty-first
century. If the Pope were cool, this movie would have been on the Vatican
Top 10. What Pope could love a movie about the martyrdom of an amnesiac
evil porn director (but is he evil if he can’t remember?), saved or
sacrificed by a porn-writing ex-nun who loves him (a vision of the
Virgin Mary told her he would be her task), and his porn star ex-wife who
hates him? A Pope whose CD collection includes Red House Painters and
Liz Phair. Hal Hartley for Pope.
