Shakespeare's classic retold with body piercing, kinky sex and dismemberment. I think that about sums it up.
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I could spend this entire review writing about how the cheap effects and over-the-top acting function as Brechtian alienation devices designed to make the audience aware of the film's the social and political agenda. I could go on at length about how this film is the true heir apparent to the 1960s avant garde work of Warhol, Anger, Brakhage and the Kuchar brothers. But I won't. Why? Because I know you really don't care about all that. So instead I will tell you that this film has gore and nudity. Enjoy!
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