Aww, Christians keep trying to make “message movies”, bless their little hearts. I think what amuses me the most about them is that they’re exactly like million-dollar versions of those little stick-on Jesus fish: They’re aren’t going to “convert” anyone — no one but other Christians are probably even going to notice them — but they make Christians feel smug about how proud they are of their religion… in a country where the vast majority of people share it. So brave!
The latest horribly-acted/produced/everythinged cinematic travesty that no one but the director’s Bible study group will see is Come What May. I think it’s about how about abortion is bad, but I’m not really sure. It’s so subtle! It has the stellar production values that these little brainwashing projects usually do (read: It looks like it was filmed in a La Quinta off the interstate somewhere on the edge of Pocatello).
Actually, you know what’s really sad about this movie? As hard as the dramatic music is trying to make me care about stopping abortion, it ultimately looks too boring to even work up a full head of snark over. Unlike, say, this:
Seriously, watch that! You will thank me.