Director: Emiliano Rocha Minter (2016) BBFC cert: 18
There’s not a fetid fig leaf to be found in this apocalyptic riff on the Adam and Eve creation myth. When two siblings seek shelter in a ruined building, it leads to their eternal damnation via an orgy of murder, insanity, cannibalism and rape.
The serpent in their squalid industrial garden of Eden is represented by a gold lame wearing madman. He leads them into temptation with his home brewed moonshine.
With actors willing to crawl the hard yards for their craft, some effective production design and a creative soundtrack, We Are The Flesh contains some unearthly delights and takes a dim view of humanity’s reliance to religion.
But while the mocking of Catholic symbolism and the singing of a national anthem hints at an overall satiric intent, it’s feebly provocative and leaves nothing to laugh at.