As a rule, I’m not much for spiritual movies. No, not spiritually rich films by any means, because that’s the bread and butter to our praise factor here at Cross Culture. No, we’re not talking about in themes, but rather in brand. Growing up the likes of Facing the Giants and their kind made me cringe to no end (as I’ve proclaimed from the mountain top no less than 50 times). The message and production in equal levels left much to be desired, and that’s even being rather conservative on the matter. But it seems that every once in a while, a film comes along that shows glimmers of hope to this spotty industry. Paul, Apostle of Christ is one such film, and it is a heartily warm welcome for these sore eyes.
With their third entry into the Marvel Cinematic Universe, the Russo brothers have seemingly perfected the Marvel formula.
It’s no secret I love to analyze television and film. My wife would say I over-analyze but I don’t care, it’s part of the enjoyment for me. As my life moves forward I’ve obviously become crankier and less amused by certain media targeted at audiences younger than me. With that in mind, I’ve recently begun to question the content in film that is clearly targeted at me. After seeing A Quiet Place earlier this year, I realized film is much more enjoyable when story is unique without following the usual tropes of the genre and being bombarded with content Hollywood deems “realistic”. That is, the myth that simply being rated R is a better experience.
With its sparse dialogue, high stakes, and relentless tension, A Quiet Place is a thriller of the highest order. But it also portrays a moving and engaging picture of the family, one that values life, even in a fallen world of the most extreme kind.
Christian metalheads have an ax to grind, and its name is Underoath.
Ready Player One is a great popcorn flick that features an array of delightful 1980’s pop culture references. Ironically – or perhaps intentionally – it also critiques the degree to which we have used pop culture to escape from reality.
A fitting metaphor for the state of Millennial lives more generally, Lady Bird is a messy mash-up of bad relationships and unhealthy attitudes toward sex. And yet, its honesty and authenticity unmasks many of those elements, forcing the ugliness of the fallen world into the open, and making some small concessions toward redemption.