Come Sunday

I appreciate the way Marston and company are able to humanize the journey of this one cast out from his former community. Or maybe he wasn't cast out. This, for me, is one of the more interesting issues the film raises, though I wonder if it isn't more interested in plotting than really exploring the questions it raises. I am also troubled that the question of hell is treated as if there are only two possible answers--not a single theologian in Pearson's orbit?

Entertainment: 3/4. Spirituality: 2/3. Sustainability: 1/3

The Christian jargon often comes off as a little wooden; maybe it's because a lot of it feels like it would've had to be indoctrinated (Carl's reasoning at the heresy trial spoke well to this), but the more progressive theology is a bit ham-fisted too. Ejiofor is excellent though, as an imperfect man wrestling with tradition, conviction, and consequences, and along with beautiful cinematography and a solid score this makes for a number of powerful scenes that overshadow most kinks in the script.