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Lashings of Catholic guilt pervade this totally bonkers potboiler, with Richard Burton as the priest in a Catholic boarding school for boys whose protege, Dominic Guard, runs away with hippie Billy Connolly and turns into a killer.

Unlike red wine, the three years this movie spent on the shelf did not improve it, and it might never have been released had it not been for the star presence of Burton, the film's only point of interest. And Connolly is as crap in this movie way back then as he is unfunny today. As a sidenote: isn't it time for the abhorrent Connelly and his ghastly wife, Pamela Stephenson, to retire from being Billy Connelly and Pamela Stephenson? Imagine the airwaves free of his deeply creepy unfunniness and filled with comedians who can make you laugh. It isn't hard to do.