Although it is highly controversial, there is only a fun fact where there are more than a dozen different souls, all moving in different directions, all yearning for something more than they are now. The events of that story begin with the talk of a power in the Cross of Christ, even if he has not yet believed it. Perhaps the most interesting subject is that a local patron has been shaken to his essence by the apparent faith of the preacher of the old street corner, thereby reminding him that true belief always requires real actions and actions that may be evidence of true faith in God.
The cast is a motley mix of the known and unknown, all doing their best to deliver Konzelman and Solomon's awkward sermon, under Jonathan M. Gunn's equally awkward direction.
Crash, but Jesus-y. Scoffers and doubters will get their smackdown, but even believers should be skeptical at how this ridiculous roundrobin plays out.
More professionally produced and acted than the indiegelical norm, but only fitfully engaging on a dramatic level and entirely hermetic on a theological one.
