Director and writer Calvin Morie McCarthy’s debut film serves up a delightfully profane slasher confection / confession in horror comedy Jesus I Was Evil. Two gorgeous young women missionaries (like those fellows you see in white shirts and ties on bicycles) share the good news about their Christian church doctrine door-to-door. For the ones that don’t bleed out, Amber draws a revolver and sends them on to whatever afterlife they are destined for. It needs a comma somewhere, whether this is a confession (or a boast) directed to Jesus, or is using “Jesus” as an exclamation for emphasis. What these films, like Jesus I Was Evil, lack in polish and expensive production quality, they make up for in ambition and vision.