Red State
dir by Kevin Smith

During the 5 minute or longer credit sequence that had Michael Parks as pseudo-Fred Phelps singing a hymn to jesus, someone from the exasperated audience shouted out “we get it!” Funny, I felt that way thirty minutes in…This film was all over the place and i mean All. OVER. The. Place. Dreadful, just absolutely dreadful. Shock horror mixed with gore violence mixed with a gun battle that all added up to fucking yawns. And then sitting through a 30 minute preach-speech about the hell of movie distribution by Kevin Smith was just the rancid cherry on the sour ice cream sundae. Hated. HATED.

I’m linking to the review below because i think James Rocchi hits it COMPLETELY on the head. 

http://blogs.indiewire.com/theplaylist/archives/sundance_11_review_kevin_smiths_red_state_an_ambitious_greatly_flawed_stab_/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed