“God was happy you defended Him”, says a character near the end of this movie.
And while the movie’s arguments do favor the Creator, they do so in a way that will only appeal to those already convinced that God is not dead.
And because Christians should not be content only in the knowledge that God is alive, but should actively pursue sharing with others this wonderful bit of information, this movie fails.
I seriously doubt an unbeliever will walk away from this movie thinking, “maybe I have been wrong all my life.”
Instead, the majority who will take time off their schedule to watch this cringe worthy affair will most likely think, “seems I’ve been right in making fun of Christianity all my life.”
Because there is nothing here to prove otherwise.
The movie bills itself as a debate between intellect and faith, and that sounds like engaging cinema.
But it’s not only classroom scenes, unfortunately.
The movie also fits in a Muslim woman renouncing her faith and paying a price; a highly cynical woman diagnosed with cancer; a rich, handsome, arrogant lawyer who has abandoned God; and a pastor and a missionary attempting to get to Disney Land on time.
Those story lines could have been great film making, no doubt. An ambitious look into the lives of modern humanity and how we’re all looking for something all the while actively renouncing the only thing that will make us feel alive.
But they are handled so clumsily, some scenes border on the laughable, no matter which profession of faith is yours.
It is truly baffling why the greatest story ever told, from the best selling book of all of recorded human history, keeps constantly getting the short end of the stick: terrible, pathetically assembled product seems to be the motto of the Christian film industry.
It’s sad, because making a worthwhile Christian film for any audience is not impossible.
Selma has Martin Luther King Jr. kneeling down in the middle of the road and praying. That film could easily have been about a crisis of faith.
Shame deals with a man’s addiction to sex, and his futile attempts at freedom. That film could have easily been about a man being consumed by his sin.
And the list goes on.
God is never mediocre, so why should the movies aimed at singing Him praises are?
It’s a cruel joke.