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Fireproof (2008): A Looking Closer Film Forum
What is Film Forum? Well, with so many film reviews published, and so little time to read them all, I make a note of any review that I find particularly thoughtful, persuasive, or worth wrestling.
Be sure to check back, as I've only just begun to read reviews of these films, and I'll add more interesting excerpts as I come across them. Feel free to submit more reviews, or even your own, in the comments below.
Chris Willman - Entertainment Weekly:
Some of the tenser domestic moments will hit home with battle-scarred marrieds of any religious stripe, and the couple's problems are candid by evangelical feature standards, although they hardly rate high on the secular dramaturgy scale: He's got an Internet porn habit, and she's enjoying an unconsummated flirtation with a doctor at work.
These are temptations faced by Christian and non-Christian couples alike, but the filmmakers hedge their bets by making the young marrieds agnostic at the start of the movie, in order to turn Fireproof into a manual for eternal as well as marital salvation. (''I'm in!'' Cameron announces to a spiritually mentoring firefighter pal.) You probably can't blame pastors moonlighting as moviemakers for wanting to pack their film with multiple messages, but the conversion subplot feels shoehorned into the more crucial marital doings, as if coming to Jesus might be just one of a long checklist of steps to restore sizzle to your marriage, right between buying roses and preparing a candlelit dinner.
Peter Chattaway - Christianity Today Movies
Like most Christian films, Fireproof includes a scene in which the protagonist makes a decision for Christ, but one of the things I like about the Kendricks' films—including not only Fireproof and Facing the Giants but also their first film, Flywheel—is that this moment usually comes about halfway through the story, instead of at the end, which is where it normally happens in Billy Graham and Left Behind movies. Where those other films treat first-time commitments and rededications to Christ as the climax to the story, like the wedding at the end of a fairy tale, the Kendricks show these moments of decision to be true turning points; the person who lived one way at the beginning of the film learns how to live another way by the end.
However, in Fireproof, it is not quite clear how essential Caleb's conversion is to his efforts to save his marriage. Flywheel and Facing the Giants concerned men who already had some sort of connection to a church community, but Caleb only has his parents and a friend or two for spiritual support. The Kendricks have said that Caleb needs to know Christ if he is to love his wife as Christ loved the church—but by that same token, shouldn't he also be involved in an actual church? What if someone were to follow the steps outlined in The Love Dare without being a Christian? While the film works well enough as an extension of Sherwood Baptist's marriage ministry, it is hard to escape the feeling that the evangelistic element has been tacked on.
But let's not quibble too much. They say an audience will forgive a movie's flaws if it gives them a solid ending, and Fireproof definitely has that.
Neil Genzlinger -The New York Times
“Fireproof” may not be the most profound movie ever made, but it does have its commendable elements, including that rarest of creatures on the big (or small) screen: characters with a strong, conservative Christian faith who don’t sound crazy.
. . . The screenwriters, the brothers Alex Kendrick (who also directed) and Stephen Kendrick, give the story some pull by not making Catherine into the usual neglected wallflower of a wife. Instead she’s a publicist at a hospital who spends most of the film contemplating whether to hop into bed with one of the doctors.
For two-thirds of the movie, the filmmakers show a restraint rare in the movie-with-a-Message genre, so much so that the two most appealing characters are those nudging Caleb toward Christianity (Mr. Malcom and Ken Bevel as a fellow firefighter).
. . . But the cast of mostly amateurs (Mr. Cameron of “Growing Pains” being the exception) is surprisingly good. And the moments of comic relief are mildly amusing.
Only at the end do the filmmakers get heavy-handed, and they seem not to know when to wrap up, letting the movie run on for several smarmy scenes beyond its natural endpoint. Until then, though, this is a decent attempt to combine faith and storytelling that will certainly register with its target audience.
And maybe with other folks as well: among those caring-for-marriage tips are some that anyone could use to improve any type of relationship, with or without the God part.
Richard Corliss - TIME:
Fireproof is a Christian parable, a sermon ornamented with a story, about a firefighter named Caleb (Kirk Cameron) whose marriage with Catherine (Erin Bethea) is falling apart. This theological imperative makes the film an anomaly among current releases. But almost as daring is its tackling of that taboo movie subject, an ordinary marriage. This isn’t a weepie, where the beautiful wife is dying, or a thriller, with one spouse trying to kill the other—just two people facing the burdens of living together after the first passion has ebbed, when the idle words and gestures of the person you used to love threaten to ascend to the level of war crimes.
...In theory, Fireproof is as alien to me as Religulous is familiar. At more than two hours, the film will make those viewers restless who aren’t utterly resistant. But there’s something affecting about its artless earnestness, its aim to dramatize large portions of ordinary lives that most movies ignore. I wasn’t converted, but I was charmed.
More here.
UPDATE 1:
So I saw Fireproof over the weekend (as did, apparently, quite a few people: the $500,000-budgeted film earned $6 million in its opening weekend and landed at #4). I previously had no intentions of seeing the film, until my colleague Peter Chattaway gave it a surprisingly positive (3/4 star) review for Christianity Today. Having seen the trailer earlier this summer and lamenting the maudlin quality of Christian film, I had very little hope that Fireproof would be good, and suspected that it wouldn’t even be particularly watchable.
Turns out Fireproof was watchable (certainly moreso than its predecessor,Facing the Giants, which I couldn’t watch with a straight face), though by no means was it good.
I didn’t laugh as much during Fireproof as I did during Facing the Giants, and I only felt the urge to look away from the screen a few times. There were oodles of uncomfortably saccharine moments and heavy-handed digressions of overacting, but it was a huge, huge improvement over Giants. This makes me happy, but it neither excuses Fireproof for its numerous failures nor justifies it as a successful film.
UPDATE 2:
Michael Leary of film-think weighs in at artsandfaith.com:
I finally got around to watching Fireproof, and I liked it. I liked it in the way that in the same way that I "like" sermons that call to mind something important even if I don't like the way they are presented. There are so many parts in which Fireproof is awful, clumsy, and unprofessional in all the ways we would expect it to be. But I can completely imagine people walking away from it with better ideas about marriage and relationships. I keep waiting to feel some intense reaction to it as a flawed work of Christian art and thought. I guess it isn't coming. Part of this is may be because I don't think of it as a "film" as much as a class project put on by some well meaning person at the Bob Jones film school.
Secret Lives of Dentists is still a far, far better film about marriage though.
UPDATE 3:
Ed Gonzales at LA Weekly:
... director Alex Kendrick’s style suggests a pharmaceutical commercial — especially during scenes of Caleb and his father plodding through the woods toward a creepily and strategically placed cross — because what is Fireproof selling if not a drug? But before it even mentions God, the film works sweetly as a chronicle of a man trying to extend the courage he shows on the job to his marriage by following a 40-day experiment called “The Love Dare,” which necessitates being kind to Catherine (Erin Bethea) and, ultimately, unkind to himself — by giving up his dream of owning a boat and beating the shit out of his computer for teasing him with a pornographic pop-up ad. Then the film gets all religulous, suggesting that Caleb’s devotion to healing means nothing without Jesus, and so Fireproof stops becoming relatable to us all and only to the already, or easily, indoctrinated.
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John Updike 1932-2009
Breaking news: John Updike, 76 died today.
When I posted this link at artsandfaith.com, Paste magazine's Andy Whitman responded:
John Updike will always be one of my favorite writers. He wrote a dozen or more best-sellers, and could certainly be accused of pandering to the more lascivious tastes of contemporary readers. But in my mind he was the best writer on sex as commodity in American fiction, and he always brought an icy, contemplative chill to his sex scenes. If you got aroused during this stuff, you just weren't really paying attention.
His lasting legacy will probably be his four Rabbit novels -- Rabbit, Run, Rabbit Redux, Rabbit is Rich, and Rabbit at Rest -- one published at the end of the '50s, '60s, '70s, and '80s, respectively. ... Rabbit was one of the most fully realized and complex characters in American literature, and I still marvel at the ways Updike was able to communicate the many facets of his personality. Now Updike himself is at rest. I'm thankful for his supremely moral vision and his always sparkling prose. May he rest in peace.
Auralia on Maple Mountain
Auralia's Colors is getting some attention at the Maple Mountain Story Club, and I'm grateful for S.D. Smith's enthusiasm!
Offline until Tuesday.
I'm staying at a retreat center two hours outside of San Antonio where there is no wifi, so I'll be offline until Tuesday (probably). I'll give you an update when I get back.
Until then, all comments will go into a "hold bin", waiting for my attention and approval. Thanks for your patience.
Cyndere's Midnight... and what's next... next Thursday.
I'll be reading from The Auralia Thread at Food for Thought next Thursday at 12:30 in the afternoon at Seattle Pacific University's Library.
I expect I'll read sections from Auralia's Colors and Cyndere's Midnight, along with a few words about where we can expect to see Cal-raven, the ale boy, the beastmen, and Auralia's colors next. And then I'll take some questions.
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Skip the Oscars this year! Join me, and host a WALL-E party on Feb 22.
The Oscar nominations announced this morning are so spectacularly ridiculous that I'm not going to bother covering any Oscar news this year.
- How any of those Supporting Actress nominations were chosen over Rosemarie Dewitt in Rachel Getting Married...
- How The Reader could be chosen over WALL-E (oh, right, it's about The Holocaust!)...
- How Ron Howard could get a Best Director nomination over Andrew Stanton or Christopher Nolan...
- How The Fall could be ignored for cinematography...
- How Bill Irwin could be ignored for Best Supporting Actor...
- How Charlie Kaufman's incredible screenplay for Synecdoche, New York could be overlooked...
- How The Curious Case of Benjamin Button -- a rewrite of Forrest Gump that manages to run almost three hours in spite of having a central character who is completely uninteresting (outside of his disease symptoms, anyway) -- got a Best Picture nomination...
Oh, never mind!
The Oscars have always been political, and have often overlooked great things. But this is beyond ridiculous.
So here's my idea:
Join me in throwing a "BOYCOTT THE OSCARS" party, or host your own!
Round up your friends and join me in spirit, watching WALL-E.
Go even further if you like: Do a double feature of WALL-E and Shotgun Stories, or Rachel Getting Married.
That's a plan for a much, much more rewarding time than watching the Academy celebrate something less deserving.
(And P.S., if they Academy was willing to nominate an animated film for Best Picture, why pick Benjamin Button over WALL-E?)
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A few weeks back I got around to watching Horton Hears a Who. I've been putting together a review in bits and pieces since then, and I posted it today. In short, I wanted to turn it off at the halfway point.
And speaking of thumbs-down reviews, what's going on with reviews for Gran Torino? I haven't seen it, but the split amongst critics is bewildering. And most of the film critics I know and admire are giving it a good thrashing. Maybe I'll wait for DVD.
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Here's Andy Whitman, longtime Bruce Springsteen fan, lamenting Springsteen's new album:
What to say about Bruce Springsteen’s latest product? For starters, I never thought I’d be using the words “Bruce Springsteen” and “product” in the same sentence. But the clichéd title of Springsteen’s new album – Working on a Dream – should have clued me in to the generic framework. Perhaps only Born to Run in the U.S.A. would have been more pandering.
God only knows what led to this New Jersey Transit train wreck. Magic, Bruce’s last album, was as fine a late-period arena shaker as could have been expected. But this time Bruce forgot the tunes, the hooks, and the lyrics, and he mistakes the usual first-rate songs about common men and women for common songs about Bruce.
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Razzies!
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If you haven't experienced Shaun Tan's extraordinary body of work, from graphic novels to lavishly illustrated children's books, then you've been missing out. His graphic novel The Arrival is a brilliant work of illustration and a moving meditation on immigration. (How many "-tions" can *you* get into one sentence?!)
I'm absolutely thrilled to discover that he has a new book for 2009. (Unfortunately, after teasing us with a "seven-page excerpt", NY Magazine has failed to provide a link to said excerpt.)