If there is any one scene that best sums up Thr3e in a nutshell it would be early in when theology major Kevin Parson gets his second threatening phone call from the mysterious, mad bomber serial killer dubbed "The Riddle Killer" who this time tells him that he has 60 minutes to return to his childhood home in order to save his old dog from an explosive death. Parson arrives at his aunt's house and is immediately greeted by a 350-pound retard with a Moe Howard haircut, followed by the introduction of his crazy aunt who looks like Nora Desmond reliving her prom night - too much make-up and a tiara to boot - and his gibberish-spouting uncle in a Shriners hat. And then the doghouse exploded and I damn near fell out of my seat laughing hysterically.
This one was off-the-charts stupid. The finale to this film is one for the ages, at least as far as all-time bad movie third act plot twists go. And no, it doesn't involve God or Jesus making an appearance, although if they had it still would have been far more plausible. I'd dare call THR3E "THE COVENANT of Christian serial killer movies." I mean that in the sense of constantly teetering between boring bad and stupid bad, often laugh-out-loud funny bad, but always bad.MY THR3E REVIEW