A new post by my very good friend and Patheos colleague Benjamin Corey, a preacher and blogger, shines a spotlight on the sad state of Christian moviemaking. One of his early-on conclusions:
[M]any well-meaning Christian families who are making an honest attempt to let their children watch something good, might actually get duped into showing their kids crap.
Evidently, Corey’s not alone. Since the days of Cecil B. DeMille‘s The Ten Commandments (1956) and Fred Zinnemann‘s A Man For All Seasons (1966), Christian movie fare hasn’t exactly been burning up the box office. (In saying that, I realize I’m using box office receipts as a proxy for quality. Let me know if I’m missing any masterful Christian flicks by that admittedly imperfect criterion.)
Here’s how bad it is: