Look, guys, really: I have no idea why they let me use this as the headline. I don’t. It started as a joke; now it’s a published piece of criticism. So it goes.
I admire Three Christs more than I like it, or appreciate it. I spell this out in my full review, so I’m going to keep this short, but the idea is as well-intended and woefully misguided as Jon Avnet’s source material. I wouldn’t say it’s the worst thing I’ve seen recently (*cough*), but I’m pretty confident I won’t see a movie quite so uncalled for as this one for a long, long time.
You can read my full piece over at Paste Magazine.
A Constant Visual Feast 