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When I received Sacred Flesh, a 2000 film confronting temptation and chastity in a convent, I wasn't expecting more than an easy piece of soft-core cinema. Falling into the nunsploitation subgenre, I was however surprised to see that there was more to it. Sacred Flesh relies on dialogues and symbolism, rather than just a series of depraved scenes involving nuns. A Goth work built on blasphemy, which you could easily imagine as a backdrop for a Marilyn Manson video, Sacred Flesh dares to ask specific questions and makes some points, which is quite rare in exploitation cinema. Watching it, I realized that this is the kind of work that probably would work better as an edgy play, thus elevating this film beyond its status as a cheap production.
 
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