According to an English legend, Joan of Arc did not die at the stake. Her eyes were burned and she was deflowered by an English stallion. She was then condemned to wander on the battlefield, like a scavenger, on the lookout for life, in search of virgins still alive.

Daringly announcing itself as a true story, Mandico’s brutal body-horror fantasia is both supremely vulgar and audaciously iconoclastic. Big on fake blood and kaleidoscopic colors, with tinted hues reminiscent of a gross-out, pornographic Color of Pomegranates, this is not for the faint of heart.