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Plus there’s another principle at play here, something as elusive as water running through your hands - it’s the realization that our actions DO have consequences, sometimes ones that reach far beyond our own lifespans, and that’s a very easy thing to forget on a daily basis. Every moment is a chance to change the future - acts of kindness can have effects that we can’t see, ones that could even impact future generations. Meanwhile, crimes or acts of savagery may seem more prevalent, to the point where they become part of the daily grind, essentially background noise, but eventually there comes a tipping point where right-thinking people have had just about enough of that, thanks. And then we create these ripples through our actions that have the potential to resonate for years to come - if we’re doing it right, that is. Honky’s Movie Year: Cloud Atlas

That’s how the movie begins. It’s ridiculous. It’s so painfully ridiculous that I was genuinely shocked and embarrassed as a Christian. The portrait of Professor Radisson is the fanciful product of an overactive evangelical imagination, an imagination too long steeped in fear. It’s a mockery of atheists and other skeptics, who have every justification to be angry at the film. It’s an exaggerated portrait, an unfair portrait, and an outright silly portrait. Philosophy professors do not require their students to sign a statement that God is dead. They would be reprimanded, and a sufficient number of students in the class would have refused — not just our protagonist. With the recent happenings at Cal State and Vanderbilt, there is not much that would shock me about the “benign guardianship” of our liberal elites. But this is dumb — nothing more than an obvious scare tactic in order to portray the professor as villainous as possible and Josh as the great martyr-hero. I was fully expecting Professor Radisson to next instruct the class to write 666 on their foreheads. Review: God’s Not Dead

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Today the movie God’s Not Dead comes out on DVD, and thousands of church leaders will dutifully run out to purchase their copies to show to their churches sometime in the coming weeks. They will enthusiastically watch it and gush about how wonderful the film is and how beautifully it captures their faith. Because movies like this will provide the only depiction of atheism most evangelical Christians have ever seen, these stories are powerful for them. They reinforce all the stereotypes their preachers have passed on to them, and by the end of the movie they will cry and cheer and obey the movie’s instructions to text “God’s Not Dead” to everyone they know. If there’s one thing religion does well, it’s teach people to do as they’re told en masse. What I Learned about Atheists from God’s Not Dead

With the release of the movie Get On Up, those of us who knew “Soul Brother Number One” are free at last to tell the truth: he was an asshole of the highest order. James Brown: The Hardest Working Asshole in Show Business

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The story is horrific. God sends a flood and drowns out most of the population and only saves one family. God shuts the door. “God wouldn’t demand human sacrifices,” they say, until they remember Isaac. Either way, the story says God killed everybody and folks are all up in arms because Aronofsky has Noah thinking God wants him to kill his granddaughters. I think the reason evangelicals hate this movie is because they know the God portrayed in the Noah myth is more than a little psychotic and nothing like the God they believe in – but they don’t want to know that they know that, so they lash out at Aronovsky, not because of the parts that are inaccurate, but mostly because of the parts that are – the film’s portrayal of God. Noah : A Movie Review

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Look, I don’t want to be a killjoy. Why quibble over the delightful goose laying the golden eggs in “Jack and the Beanstalk,” or the construction of Icarus’ waxwork wings, because the premise for the fantasy is inconsistent with science? Fantasy can illuminate human nature in a compelling way. But in Lucy, the story does not progress beyond the absurd premise. Look a golden egg! Wow, she laid another one! Look another one and it is even bigger…amazing special effects! The viewer gets anxious to see what will happen when Lucy finally reaches 100% of her brain capacity. When we finally get there, the answer—involving the meaning of life and a thumb drive—is an enormous let-down. Icarus crashing to earth when his wings melt from flying too close to the sun makes an eloquent point. The message in Lucy is trivial: that if we could have god-like knowledge we wouldn’t know what to do with it, other than stick someone else with it. Douglas Fields Reviews ‘Lucy’

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