viewed now, its depiction of an America obsessed with nostalgic retrogression, and ever open to exploitation in all its forms, seems entirely prescient.

A rough and ready rollercoaster ride into madness.

"Godmonster" has everything you want out of a movie: dope fur vests, old-west-style prostitutes, racist land barons, pie throwing children, faking a dog's death as a means of blackmail, and, of course, an eight-foot-tall rampaging mutant sheep monster.

An almost experimental, totally unpredictable and fever-pitched horror-western that seems beamed-in from another dimension.