This week, the Cinema Roast Bunch delves into the macabre and twisted world of cults. Religious, spiritual, outright bat-shit crazy groups hell bent on making your skin crawl and an easy recipe for edge-of-your-seat cinema. Grab your candles, dear listeners, and join us for a wide-ranging ride of movies filled to the brim with Kool-Aid-submerged veneration.

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What movies stress us the hell out, but keep us coming back for more? It is time to dive deep into the most muscle-tensing, heart-pounding movies that we, despite the terror, could easily go back to for seconds. Be it the existentialism of time itself, or the unyielding toil of toxic relationships, here at the CRB, we are gluttons for punishment...

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This week, what begins as a cautiously interested first look at the star-studded, Steve Martin and Debra Winger-led dramedy leads the Bunch down a rabbithole of theology, morality, and frustrating ambiguity about the film's own theological motives. The crew certainly dissects its message and portrayal of religion and those who practice it, but more importantly, how they feel about the whole thing to begin with?

Didn't take us very long to get here, did it?

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