Paul Verhoeven is a walking,talking trigger warning;it's not difficult to imagine him sitting behind anInside Out-style control center smashing his fist on every red button in sight,cackling with perverse glee as he crawls under your skin like a psychologically disturbed porcupine with a bad case of rabies.Fresh off the especially spiky heels of last year'sElle– his infamous "rape revenge comedy"that catapultedlégendefrançaiseIsabelle Huppert onto the stages of American awards ceremonies,better late than never –Varietyreports that the Dutch provocateur plans to grind out a 17th century nunsploitation flick entitledBlessed Virginas his next feature,replete with Sapphic undertones and hellish visions of religious erotica;a series of descriptors that should surprise approximately no one when it comes to all things Verhoeven.

After all,this is the same director who obliterated the military-industrial complex with giant man-eating space bugs,exposed the American entertainment industry with pole-licking showgirls,and,yes,drove a hatchet through the contemporary French bourgeoisie with a number of problematic sexual assaults.
Based on the bookImmodest Acts: The Life of a Lesbian Nun in Renaissance Italy,Blessed Virgintells the sordid true tale of Sister Benedetta Carlini's subversive exploits as the Christ-communicating,same-sex bedding abbess of an Italian nunnery.Going straight from one hyper-religious sister to another,Ellestar Virginie Efira is set to reteam with Verhoeven to play the lead.Do Paul Verhoeven's (intentionally) problematic visions delight or disgust you?