Sacred Flesh (2000)

Director: Nigel Wingrove

Writer: Nigel Wingrove

Composer: Steve Pittis

Starring:  Sally Tremaine, Moyna Cope, Simon Hill, Kristina Bill, Rachel Taggart, Eileen Daly, Daisy Weston, Moses Rockman, Emily Booth, Willow, Laura Plair, Leasa Carlyon

More info: IMDb

Tagline: In the midst of life we are in death

Plot: Torn between sexual desire, her vows of chastity and her fear of eternal damnation, a medieval nun struggles with her sanity.  Bordering on madness, she seeks solace in the savage worlds of sexual denial that are spoken to her by a disturbing 'Death Nun' vision.  Her sanity is further threatened by the imagined figure of Mary Magdalen, who challenges her concepts of sex as an evil, malignant force.  In between these discussions the nun's mind is filled with brooding, violent sexual fantasies that push her into a world of blackness, blood and orgasmic self destruction.

My rating: 4/10

Will I watch it again? No.

Part of the Nunsploitation Project (July & August 2013). Click here for more naughty nun insanity!

This is the third and last of the Nigel Wingrove movies to watch for the Nunsploitation project and what makes this different and more difficult to get through is that, unlike AXEL (1988) and VISIONS OF ECSTACY (1989) which are both under twenty minutes each, this one is 75 minutes.  While that can be a good thing when it comes to eye candy...

Those rascally trend-setting nuns with their pubic hair, being all way ahead of their time.

Really?  Kayro syrup?  I'll take it.

Christ on the cross.

Oops.  Make that Christina on the cross.

...it also means that the slow bits will bring it down.  The acting by the lead, Sally Tremaine as the conflicted Mother Superior, is very good.  I can't say that about some of the minor cast members unfortunately.  There are some nice shots and some of the scenes are nicely erotic.  Would it have been too much to ask if the women didn't sport modern pubic trims and some obviously fake boobs?  I don't know, maybe I'm old fashioned that way with the women in my Nunsploitation pictures.  Stickler for authenticity or something.  Oh, how I long for the Nunsploitation movies of the 70s now.  Sigh.