Do fake boobs go to heaven?

Do Fake Boobs Go to Heaven?

It’s like The Day of the Jackal as conceived by Ned Flanders, and produced by the film and video department of a rural Bible college.

Rod Dreher, a columnist at the New York Post, was formerly film critic for the paper

February 6, 2001 10:30 a.m. NationalReviewOnline

Do fake boobs go to heaven too? I ask because if the feature film Left Behind has it right, and all the true believers in Jesus Christ will be beamed to paradise in advance of the Antichrist's rule, and the clothes off each Christian's back will fall right where he or she stood before God's eye twinkled — well, what, then, is going to happen to breast implants? Artificial knees and hips? Does Pastor Jay Bakker, the pierced progeny of Jim and Tammy Faye, get to take his golden liploop to that dee-luxe apartment in the sky?

Sorry to be impious, brethren and sistren, but Left Behind made me do it. The movie, which opened in theaters this past weekend after selling nearly 3 million copies on videocassette, is bad beyond all telling. It's like The Day of the Jackal as conceived by Ned Flanders, and produced by the film and video department of a rural Bible college. Hoo boy, is this thing ever an embarrassment.

(But probably not as much of an embarrassment as the forthcoming apoca-palooza productions from the same Christian studio, Cloud Ten Pictures, which are touted on the video as "coming attractions." One, called Tribulation, features an all-star cast that includes a horribly bloated Gary Busey, Margot Kidder, and Howie Mandel. Oy. Another, Judgment stars L.A. Law's Corbin Bernsen as a heathen lawyer who comes to Christ while defending a believer in a courtroom during a future persecution. Judgment also stars Mr. T., who observes grandly, "It ain't God world anymore. It belong to th' debbil." Verily, verily I say unto you, I pity th' fool who has to review these movies.)

Because Left Behind comes from the Earnestness Is Next to Godliness school of Christian art, I am compelled to make two declarations. One, I am a believing Christian, though as a Catholic, one who no longer shares the eschatological convictions of Left Behind. Two, my problems with this movie have nothing to do with religion; many good and intelligent people, among them dear friends, believe in the End Times theology espoused by Left Behind, and a film critic is in no position to judge them on this.

No, this is about art, and the wrongheaded idea that a movie should be judged on its usefulness in spreading a particular message (pop Catholicism has its own version of Left Behind, usually based around alleged Marian apparitions). It's about the difference between art and propaganda, and if the people who made Left Behind understood that distinction (and had a budget), they might have turned out something watchable instead of grindingly dull, achingly sincere shlock.

They start from an amazing sci-fi premise, one with its roots in a relatively recent theological development in a certain populist wing of Evangelical Protestantism. The idea is that the Bible foretells a seven-year period called the Tribulation, in which the world will be overtaken by war and pestilence, and ruled by a one-world government headed by the Antichrist. On the cusp of the Tribulation (the theory goes), all born-again Christians will instantly disappear, taken to heaven to be spared the seven years of persecution and suffering, which will culminate in the Second Coming of Christ.

Even if you don't believe a word, you have to admit it's a pretty compelling vision. Given the catechetical illiteracy of the times, people eat this stuff up with a spoon. Hal Lindsey, author of the runaway 1970s bestseller The Late Great Planet Earth, built a lucrative career as an "expert" in the field of pop eschatology, despite the fact that his interpretations of Biblical prophecy didn't work out (being an Evangelical prophecy guru means never having to say you were wrong). Excitable TV evangelists and Left Behind advisers Jack and Rexella Van Impe have milked the crackpot cash cow of Biblical prophecy for all their professional lives, finding prophetic significance behind the headlines (if the European Union announces restrictions on the export of goat cheese, Jack will show you where Ezekiel prophesied this as a sign of the End). Tim LaHaye and Jerry Jenkins have made a mint from an extremely popular series of Tribulation-set novels, the first of which was Left Behind. Aside from the literary merits of the books, there's no question that the Bible prophets and their pop interpreters offer an imaginative writer or filmmaker a spectacular trove of material.

If you knew what you were doing, you could make a hell of a movie from it (no pun intended). Or if you didn't, you could make Left Behind.

The story begins in the Israeli desert, where allegedly swashbuckling TV correspondent Buck Williams (Kirk Cameron, who looks too dewy and fragile to cover spring break for MTV News, much less Armageddon) is meeting with Chaim Rosenzweig (Colin Fox), an Israeli scientist whose miracle discovery could feed the whole world. Suddenly the bright afternoon sky fills with computer-generated smudges and the sound of attacking fighter aircraft. Though Israel is a tiny country, it takes the jets hours, apparently, to reach their targets; the Buckster sees the Russian MiGs falling out of the pitch-black night sky, the victims of Yahweh's invisible marksmen.

Soon, we're aboard a jetliner piloted by Rayford Steele (Brad Johnson), a heathen who is having trouble with his marriage because his wife has become born-again. During the flight, the Rapture strikes, taking away a number of his passengers and sending Capt. Steele into a personal crisis (he gets home to find his church-lady wife and devout son gone), and, inasmuch as millions of people, including world leaders, have disappeared, plunging the world into chaos.

Or so we're told: The budget is so paltry on this production that a handful of extras have to stand in for crazed mobs. A couple of wrecked cars and discombobulated garbage cans stand in for the fragmenting of civilization. Indeed, most of the "action," such as it is in this film, occurs in indoor settings — living rooms, churches, and offices. The whole world is convulsing with the birth pangs of the Apocalypse, and we're stuck on a suburban staircase with the newly converted Capt. Steele witnessing to his faithless daughter. Some thriller. Imagine "Tora! Tora! Tora!" as depicted from the perspective of the sorting room at the Honolulu post office.

Meanwhile, a slithery Eurostud named Nicolae Carpathia (Gordon Currie), perhaps the only naturally blond Romanian on the planet, takes over the United Nations, and starts throwing his Antichrist weight around. Like the dainty Cameron, poor Currie is far too young to have been cast in such a weighty role. Imagine: The Great Beast, 666, the Satanic counterfeit of Jesus Christ, has all the gravitas of a college-student waiter at the Outback Steakhouse. World domination, the martyrdom of millions, the establishment of a Satanic dynasty, and the final Armageddon? Fine, mister — but first, bring me my damn Blooming Onion.

"I've got to get to New York and find some answers!" says Jimmy Olsen — I mean, Buck, in a line typical of the film's comic-book dialogue. When he does, Buck is rather improbably pulled into the evil orbit of Carpathia, who has concocted a world-takeover plan so preposterous, nonsensical and lamely staged as to be virtually unparodyable (Stand down, Dr. Evil!). Lucky Buck meets his Maker — in the born-again sense — in a U.N. loo, and is thus protected from Carpathia's Discount Darth Vader powers of mind control. Good thing, too, because there are several more Left Behind series novels available for filming, and at some point, that meddling kid's going to have to join forces with Moose and Squirrel to put a stop to the Fearless Leader's nefarious doings (which include, if memory serves, building a Bennigan's on the Temple Mount).

"The next seven years are going to be the worst that mankind has ever seen," Buck says at the end. And the next seven Left Behind movies too, one guesses. Clearly the video sales of this movie show utter lack of quality is not an impediment to big sales in the Christian ghetto.

At the end of the video, Cameron, a born-again Christian in real life, appears to make a personal pitch to the audience, asking them to spread the word about the movie so that the February 2 theatrical opening will "send a wake-up call to Hollywood." And you think: Who are these people kidding? They have yet to learn the difference between art, even explicitly Christian art, and propaganda. Good intentions are no substitute for craftsmanship. Having your heart in the right place does not count for anything if your head doesn't know how to tell a story, if your hand can't write good dialogue, if your tongue can't speak lines convincingly, and your eye doesn't know where to aim the camera.

In his final line, Buck says, "I don't claim to know all the answers, but for now, faith is enough." If only that were true when it came to moviemaking, alas, the woebegone Left Behind would be a masterpiece instead of testimony to calamitous feebleness in the faith-based arts.

-- Lars (larsguy@yahoo.com), February 06, 2001

Answers

Ummmm, do I take it you did NOT give this movie 10/10????

-- Scarlet Breasted (scarletbreasted@hotmail.com), February 06, 2001.

And I wondered just a couple of weeks ago what Howie Mandel was doing these days.....

Sorry I asked.

-- (PatriciaS@lasvegas.com), February 06, 2001.

Soon, we're aboard a jetliner piloted by Rayford Steele...

<snicker>

Rayford Steele?!?! Sounds like a reject from a romance novel. :-D

-- nonehere (none@to.give.net), February 06, 2001.

I'm curious to hear what al-d thinks of this movie (seriously).

-- Lars (larsguy@yahoo.com), February 06, 2001.

"The Omega Code" was a pretty damn good movie on its own.. too bad "Left Behind" was just that, left behind! Michael York/Michael Ironside pulled off the parts of the antichrist and false prophet very well. "Left Behind" would be better served up in our churches as another sermon tool as it fails horribly as a form of entertainment.

-- Rob (celtic64@inficad.com), February 06, 2001.

Rob,

While I have not seen the Omega Code, I do agree with your thoughts on Left Behind. I see where they were trying to go with the movie, but I think they missed their mark.

Currently, I have started to read the books, and am only half way finished with the first one, Left Behind. At this point, I'm not that impressed with the books either. Maybe the writing will get better. Don't know why I started to read them, but something inside of me said to do it and do it now.

Respectfully,

Betty

-- (bettypaige01@hotmail.com), February 06, 2001.

Betty Paige? The?

-- Bemused (and_amazed@you.people), February 06, 2001.

bemused,

Very good of you. Seems like no one else here knows of Betty Paige. I had seen a biography on her a few years ago, and well...

Respectfully,

Betty

-- (bettypaige01@hotmail.com), February 06, 2001.

Betty,

I am an avid reader, and was given a copy of "Left Behind" and other books in the series by Mrs D's cousin. I'll read about anything, and tried to go at it with a open mind but could not do it, the writing just isn't there. I'm not much of a religious guy, but if the story had been captivating I would have stuck it out.

Oh well.

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), February 06, 2001.

Betty,

Respectfully, hello. I've seen your photos. Ahem. (I'm not that old, but...) Continue, please.

-- Bemused (and_amazed@you.people), February 06, 2001.

Unk, Dearest Unk :)

I understand what you are saying. I myself am not a religious person, but like I said, something inside of me told me to read them. Maybe something is trying to wake me up, as it were. I'll at least finish this one, and the next. I'll make up my mind to finish the others then.

Respectfully,

Betty

-- (bettypaige01@hotmail.com), February 06, 2001.

Bemused:

Aren't you referring to Betty Page? I probably am that old.

-- Flint (flintc@mindspring.com), February 06, 2001.

Flint, maybe I am. Now I just feel confused. "Paige" vs. "Page"?

-- Bemused (and_amazed@you.people), February 06, 2001.

Flint,

I had to change the spelling, for obvious reasons. But Bemused knew who I was talking about.

-- (bettypaige01@hotmail.com), February 06, 2001.

I know who you are too, the queen of the 50's pinup gals. I am quite fond of your fetish pics, very sexy stuff, and so risque for the times, yowsah!

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), February 06, 2001.

Hey Betty, I'm sure I Know what's going on.

Heh.

-- Bemused (and_amazed@you.people), February 06, 2001.

Uncle Deedah is a big dick. Disregard him.

-- Bemused (and_amazed@you.people), February 06, 2001.

My den mother--

Betty Paige

-- (nemesis@awol.com), February 06, 2001.

I believe the prophecies of CHRIST-after all he is GOD. the biggee clue to the end-times is as HE SAID--------- ''AS IT WAS IN THE DAY"S OF NOAH--SO SHALL IT BE AT his return''

even a little kid senses that this messed up world-needs fixin!

JESUS IS=ALPHA--&--OMEGA.

-- al-d (dogs@zianet.com), February 07, 2001.

If the real Betty is Betty PAGE and not Betty PAIGE who is the Betty PAIGE on nemesis' link?

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), February 07, 2001.

Bemused, you have a problem?

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), February 07, 2001.

Just a guess, Unk, but I don't think that was THE Bemused. We seem to have someone these days impersonating others (note U.B.'s thread). How adult.

-- (PatriciaS@lasvegas.com), February 07, 2001.