At the Movies with the Robinettes
I refer to most Christian movies as ‘‘C movies’’. I do this because, more often than not, they are worse than ‘‘B movies.’’ The makers of these movies seem to understand the Gospel and God about as well as the actors read their lines. There are a few exceptions, but not many.
The new movie, ‘‘Faith of our fathers,’’ is the latest in a string of bad faith films including, ‘‘God is not dead’’ and more recently ‘‘Do you believe’’. If you liked those, you’ll love ‘‘Faith of our fathers.’’
My wife and I love to go to movies together and we had seen a few recently where we had to walk out. She hoped ‘‘Faith of our Fathers’’ would save us. She was wrong. As you can see, I still haven’t gotten over it.
The only semi-bright point of the movie was a cameo by Duck Dynasty’s Si Robertson. He plays a gas station owner who witnesses a brawl, calls the police and tries to sell them ice tea and beef jerky while giving his statement.
Without that bit of sunshine, which in itself is a bit of an overstatement, I think we may have left the theatre early. Watching it was painful. My beloved and I spent a lot of time looking at each other in bewilderment at what we were seeing on the big screen. But honestly, it wasn’t the 1970’s TV-style bad overacting, or the people obviously sitting in cars in a studio pretending to drive down the road. It wasn’t that. What was worse than that, was how they portrayed Christians and God himself.
Somewhere along the line, somehow, it became fashionable for Christians to be weak, confused cowards. People who in times of trouble look to motorcycle gang members for true wisdom that only comes from live of sin and the street. Their view of a God as waiting, hoping, on His knees, tearfully begging for them to serve Him, leaves me wondering how this gets by people of true faith.
On second thought, maybe they’re portraying Christians of today like most of us really are, and God how we see him.