Film Review: ‘The Case for Christ’ (2017, Drama) PG
When an entire
theater breaks into spontaneous applause at the closing credits, it’s probably a
film I’ll want to recommend. And see again.
The title (if you somehow
haven’t heard that ‘The Case for Christ’ is the title of a best-selling book)
might make a viewer think the film is some kind of documentary.
This is no
documentary, but rather an intense, gut-wrenching drama. Based on a true story,
an award-winning investigative journalist and self-proclaimed atheist sets out
to disprove the existence of God after his wife becomes a Christian.
Lee Strobel’s passion
and drive will resonate with anyone who has ever felt determined to be
vindicated. Even as a Christian, I genuinely sympathized with this man as he worked hard to gather
evidence and disprove Christ’s resurrection. Strobel is logical to a fault, and
to this viewer, logic is his — and the film’s — strength, ironically. I applaud
the filmmakers for letting us follow Strobel at every turn and allowing us to
see what he discovers at every angle and crossroads of his investigation,
through the eyes and mind of a man driven (and earning a living) to believe
nothing but instead “check it out.”
The writing and acting
are superb—on par with Hollywood's best. L. Scott Caldwell (Alfie) was genuinely
convincing as the “happenstance” heroine who suddenly plays a pivotal role in the
Strobels’ life and future. Christensen (Leslie) and Vogel (Lee) quite naturally
give dimension and heart to a couple that could be real—and just so happen to
be. We (I speak for the entire theater, I think) loved them instantly.
The acting and
writing also offer a refreshing break from 'Us Against Them' faith-based storytelling. There is no atheist/Christian stereotyping here—just a family who
loves each other struggling with a sudden cross-purposed core value in their life. Conflict intensifies as the couple’s opposing beliefs become unavoidable.
Powerfully genuine. Powerfully emotional.
And powerfully true.
It’s a deeply personal
story, one that can’t help but touch every viewer on some level. If you’re not
a Christian, be prepared to process some mind-blowing, indisputable facts. If
you’re a believer, be prepared to hear evidence of Christ’s resurrection you
may not have known.
This is not a faith
film that preaches (to the choir or anyone else), uses unnatural dialogue, or tiptoes
around the rawness of reality—the weakness, self-indulgence, and resentment
humans are so capable of, believer or not. There is without question a need for
clean, wholesome, family-safe, faith-friendly storytelling, and I don’t mean to
say that this film is not clean or appropriate for family viewing. But it is
also not a story created for the sake of offering a well-meant but sometimes inferior
alternative to Christian viewers. This is a gutsy detective story that takes an
unrestrained pickax to Christianity’s core root in an attempt to uncover truth and and comes away with not only a love of truth intact, but something far, far more precious. It will move, entertain, and leave viewers breathless. And applauding.
10 stars, Highly recommended. And bring tissues. -Camille
A Pure Flix Entertainment release of a Pure Flix, Triple Horse Studios production. Director: Jon Gunn. Screenplay: Brian Bird, based on the book by Lee Strobel.Stars: Mike Vogel, Erika Christensen, Faye Dunaway
RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME: I've published three novels and a novella (more about those on my website.) I've been writing all my life, but decided in 2007 to get serious about being published.
I love action movies and Jane Austen. (she’s dead, I know. I found that out when I tried to get her to endorse my novel)
They let me playBass guitar and sing in a worship band.
I can produce 4 dozen homemade cinnamon rolls in a flash for a crowd of drooling young adults. Or publishing house editors.
I used to have a Harley. Now we have twenty-something kids. Decent trade, really. The window-rattling grumble isn't quite the same, but we are still enjoying the ride.
I am a proud Grammy. Don't even think about taking candy from my babies.
I hate shopping (Yes, I'm aware that I'm a girl)
MY ROOTS: I've lived in Oregon all my life, spent time in Eugene (Go DUCKS!), Springfield, Reedsport, and Smith River. Which is not really a town, but a river, about 70 miles long, a tributary of the Umpqua River in southwest Oregon.
Although it's not a town, it is a community with a strong sense of pioneer history. It's cool to say you've lived there, especially if you lived there during the days when you had to take a boat to school. No joke! The old farmhouse my grandfather and my mother grew up in still stands, nestled into a narrow, pasture carpeted valley, complete with a swimmin' hole and its own 'crick'. It may turn up in one of my novels.
There's a rumor that my ancestors had a connection with the Mafia back in Sicily. I used to fantasize as a kid about a big black limo with tinted windows pulling up and whisking me away from school. Ahhh. So THAT'S why I'm having so much trouble conjugating my dangling participles now.
NOT RANDOM:I am challenged by the truth and amazed by the grace of God. And it's either in spite of or because of that grace that I hold a PhD in Learning Stuff the Hard Way.