Put God First and Everything Else will Follow.
– Jesus in the movie Son of God
If you ask me, Jesus of Nazareth was either a blithering idiot, clueless about key concepts like balance of power, or had more than one screw loose.
Most likely, a combination of two loose screws and a feeble intellect ended up unwittingly creating the world’s greatest religion with a huge following among those with three screws loose (for the record, all religions are nonsense).
Now no review about a Jesus film can start without a brief introduction to the Son of God himself.
By scholarly accounts, Jesus of Nazareth was illiterate and a daily wage coolie (most likely a woodworker/ carpenter) in the nearby town of Sepphoris.
If Jesus were in present day America, the Whites would label him a Mexican and seek to deport him. 😉
It’s possible Jesus was also a bastard, born to Mary when she willingly spread her legs for a Roman soldier named Panthera or unwillingly had her legs parted (raped). Take your pick!
Historical evidence about Jesus is scant beyond the delusional Jew’s existence and crucifixion for leading a movement that the occupying Roman force led by Pontius Pilate likely considered a minor irritation.
Jesus was not someone unusual in those days. After all, with “apocalyptic fever in the air” (read Reza Aslan’s book Zealot), Jesus was only one among several whackos (Theudas, the Samaritan, the Egyptian, Hezekiah, Simon of Peraea etc) in that era who anointed themselves with bizarre titles like Messiah, Son of Man or Son of God and were ultimately beheaded or crucified for their zany antics.
Son of God – Junk
A tedious, tiresome, fawning, unimaginative movie utterly lacking in any drama, Son of God is a curse on all viewers except the most devout Jesus acolytes.
The pictures of Jerusalem and the Temple are amateurish graphics, the acting of Jesus (the Portuguese actor Diogo Morgado) and some of the minor cast pathetic, the writing hopeless and the overall effect one of a dilettante taking a shot at the movie business.
Christopher Spencer ‘directed’ this epic farce and along with three others butchered the screenplay.
There’s little of Jesus as a child except the familiar poppycock of the three wise men from the East bearing gifts and prophesying great things for the infant.
In short order, and with hardly a context leading up to them, we’re introduced to Jesus’ miracles – Assuring a plentiful supply of fish in Peter’s net, making the paralyzed walk, bringing the dead back to life, creating food for the crowd and the biggest miracle of all, the Resurrection on the third day after his crucifixion, death and burial in a mountain cave.
There’s zero drama and little nuance in this film about the most famous character in history. The Romans are louts and brutal thugs (with the Prefect Pontius Pilate mouthing laughable sentences like Do I make myself absolutely clear and the soldiers jesting around during the crucifixion); the Jewish priests servile collaborators and scheming plotters desperate to preserve their privileges; and Jesus a rockstar, riding on a donkey to Jerusalem to wild cheers from the throngs on the road-side.
Given the soporific dialogs, uninspired acting and unimaginative photography, it’s no surprise that even crucial scenes like Jesus overturning the moneychangers’ tables at the Temple, the Last Supper and crucifixion (just bloody gory) were shorn of dramatic impact.
Hey, when you are making a film about the greatest human in all of history shouldn’t you at the least make him seem dramatic, animated, larger than life?
The Jesus of Son of God is a boring, dull, lifeless dolt out on a stroll with his buddies.
Going by the credits, Son of God seems to have been filmed in UK and the hills in the Moroccan countryside.
I suspect the movie will recover its investment.
At a theatre on the East Coast, there were 70-80 people Friday.
Don’t count me among the surprised if Western Christian missionaries purchase this junk anon and start screening it in the remote hamlets of India as part of their proselytizing machinations – Two morsels of Rice for Two hours of Jesus!
Did I hear you say Amen? 😉