I watch quite a few movies, and most of them come and go without leaving much of a mark. Indeed, I pretty much only watch movies now, with the exception of a few shows (like Bob’s Burgers). Some of them probably deserve more attention than I give them, as I’m usually multitasking—poorly—while watching them.
But for every eight duds there is one film that will stick out. These are usually the ones I write about. Typically they stick out in a positive way, though Ponty has encouraged me to write some reviews of movies I don’t like (you can read one such review here). This week’s selection really made an impact on me, and it’s one I heartily recommend.
The flick is 1973’s The Wicker Man, based on a 1967 novel by David Pinner called Ritual. The film is, perhaps, one of the most Christian (and pro-Christian) movies I have seen in a long time. I don’t think its creators intended it as a Christian film, but I’ll make the case for it in this review.
That said, if I’m correct, The Wicker Man probably has the most nudity of any Christian film ever made.
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