Gravity: A Tale of Christ
A hilarious lead in Great Britain's socialist newspaper The Guardian reads: "It has picked up almost universally positive reviews and is being tipped for Oscars glory next year. Now Alfonso Cuaron's Gravity has begun to pick up praise from a surprising source - Christian critics who say the 3D space spectacular celebrates the presence of God in the universe."
What is hilarious about this is the word "surprising." Who, after watching this picture, could fail to see that it celebrates the presence of God in the universe? Oh yeah! Socialists — who also can't see that the universe celebrates the presence of God in the universe!
Life intervened and I didn't get to see Gravity in a theater. And after being told that it could only be fully enjoyed in 3D, I was reluctant to watch the screener DVD. Ultimately, though, I felt I ought to know what was in such a popular flick, so I turned it on. And I thought it was terrific, 3D or 2: innovative, minimalist, sincere. A good old-fashioned adventure with heart. A two-handed play with special effects, its cast, characters and plot stripped to the bone. And it's ironic that a film that depends so little on human presences onscreen should be one of the most humane movies of the year. But Gravity works because its filmmakers understand that in the vast emptiness of space the human heart is the only oasis, and in the vast emptiness of the human heart God is the only center of, you guessed it, gravity.
The plot's so small, I won't give anything away. But it's also so outspoken in its point of view that it's difficult to miss the point. Anyone who can't see that this is a story about the Love that dies for us and returns to save us and give us abundant life is so blind… well, he should be working for The Guardian.