With a title like Jesus Christ Serial Rapist and a tag line that reads “First he nails you, then he NAILS you”, you kind of know what your getting yourself into long before you see the naked woman on the cover wearing the crown of thorns, covered in whip marks and dragging a large wooden cross through town.  Then, it actually says, and I’m being serious, Not To Be Sold To Persons Under 18.  Think so, do you?

            Naturally, most folks out there in DVD land would be screaming shitty B-Movie, but that isn’t necessarily the case here.  It’s actually more of an art piece created on film than anything else.  We are treated to hallucinogenic visuals with an angel dust edge, no dialog, bondage, torture, blood (some of which I know for a fact is real), boobs and a grinding soundtrack composed by blackmetal musicians Bloodthorn, Shape Of Despair and Tristitia, just to name a few.  For some, this may be hard to watch, but for the enlightened few who can stomach the bad acid trip depravity, the story is actually quite intelligent.

            As we watch, a paranoid schizophrenic tears a bloody swath across a town when he determines he is the reincarnation of Jesus Christ.  Everywhere he looks, he finds the people who brought him to his original fate…Mary Magdalene, Pilate, Peter, Doubting Thomas, and the list goes on.  Each one is metered out the same punishment, one that matches what he believes he endured so many years ago… crucifixion.   

The way these scenes are shot is quite creepy (especially the razor blade sequence), and the music creates the perfect audio atmosphere for the visual stimulus onscreen.  Even the computer animated “Christ Girl” is erotic in a strange way.  Most people who only know him for his documentaries on metal or The Grimoire Of Exalted Deeds online metal magazine might not “get” what Zebub is trying to create here, and that’s art.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m a blackmetal Hessian all day long, but a large majority of the metalheads I’ve met don’t like art, they like carnage.  And while there is plenty of that to go around in Jesus Christ Serial Rapist, there is some brains behind it as well.

If you pick up this disc thinking that you’re getting average B-Movie tripe to while away a Saturday evening, you will certainly be in for a rude awakening.  It’s true when they say you can’t always judge a book by its cover.