If you were the filmmaker's mother and the offspring of some sort of DNA cataclysm and if you think of yourself as an intellectual Christian who does not need to read in order to know what is and if you dislike all those sinners who do not subscribe to your interpretation of your holy book and if you only believe the truths espoused by your pastor (Billy-Bob-Ed-Tim-Fred) down to the corner in the back of the gas station and if you think Ed Wood was a true master and if you were recently put into a clothes dryer down to the laundrymat for a few hours -- then you might well be able to somehow find something maybe a little bit worthwhile or at least unrepugnant about this film.
Otherwise you probably won't like it much at all.
Otherwise you probably won't like it much at all.