“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds."
Friday, May 25, 2018
Passage to Zarahemla (2007)
This is the first film I've seen supposedly based on a chapter of "The Book of Mormon," of which I have to admit I haven't read more than one page. Two teenagers, left orphaned, move in with their aunt in the remote woods, who tells them legends of the area. Then there's an earthquake, which creates a rift in time, which causes people to go back and forth between societies. Then it turns out that one of our heroes is carrying a baggie of drugs he got from a gang member and the gang seeks them out (drugs being hard to find in Utah, apparently). This leads to a confrontation between modern gang members and ancient warriors, which would be interesting if anything actually happens, but the kids are saved by a fortuitous second earthquake closing the rift at exactly the right time. It's about what you'd expect from entertainment directed at parents of young Latter Day Saints, but cheaper and dumber than it need be.
[Originally, my entire review was going to read: "So this exists."]
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