A leopard can change its spots.
Writer/director Kevin Smith will always be loved (and hated by the unappreciative) for rowdy, profane comedies like Clerks.
But, he’s shown with films like the horror of the sea tale Tusk, and this story of a homegrown terrorist cult run amuck, that he can stretch himself.
Here Smith pits creepily-seductive “holy man” Michael Parks against grumpy ATF agent John Goodman, then builds towards the promise of a full-on apocalypse.
While the result might not warrant complete rapture, it’s still an impressive jump into uncharted territory for a guy who should be getting more credit.