I spent pretty much this whole movie with my jaw on the floor just muttering to myself, no way... no way...
Of all the weird, blood-splattered, horny, fantastical movies I've seen come out of the 1970s, this tops them all. To be sure, I didn't super appreciate all the gratuitously topless women and the spectacle they made of the characters with disabilities, but I physically cannot rate this any lower after watching a several second long close-up shot of a woman with 4 inch long acrylic nails sponge washing pseudo-Jesus' ass, followed by a puritan alchemist having him shit into a glass bowl and turning it into gold. I just don't know what to do with it all????