Jesus wept...

Jose' was OK with it.


Some people say I am mad with power. I just have them killed.

I completely agree. I was severely disappointed with this movie. The music in Sister Act 2 had much more emotion that this. I did enjoy the "To the Moon and Back" love song and the one they sang at the end at the wedding, but that was it. The rest was pretty soulless.

The song they sang at Nationals didn't even make a lot of sense in places--like when they went into that Usher stuff. One minute that bratty white boy is singing lyrics that sound like he's being hit on by a girl and the next he's talking about the spirit hitting him? I had closed captioning on and I was like "Wait... what?! That didn't even make sense!" But what did they expect when they tried to mash up that mess and make it sound gospel? Listening to the kids sing "O Happy Day" and "Joyful, Joyful" in Sister Act 2 always gives me goosebumps, but this just made me want to puke.

Two things really got me: 1) The song choices were mostly awful. Am I expecting too much for worship songs to help usher me into an attitude of worship? I think not. The movie folks seemed to be of the attitude that church music was mostly boring until you introduced a little club music and sexy moves into it. They had Kirk Franklin make a special appearance, for pity's sake. The man is a king in choir music. He's not the only one out there by any means. They should have taken advantage of his expertise. Fred Hammond? Donald Lawrence? Israel Houghton? And they also completely wasted Karen Peck in that "Mighty High" song at the competition. That woman has serious pipes and that song was awful. I'm not even real sure what it meant. LOL.

For good examples of choir music, why didn't they just Youtube songs from "How Sweet the Sound" competitions? Watch this video and you will see the movie producers fell far short of the mark. These singers aren't perfect (probably because their voices are exhausted from competition), but they've got a lot of emotion:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXcdBjPXPtk


2) I don't mind portrayals of less-than-perfect Christians because after all none of us is by a long chalk. The Bible says our righteousness is as filthy rags. We are only made holy through Him. But other than Vi Rose and G.G., the movie chose to focus on the two bratty teens who had some serious attitudes and nothing was really done to correct that and show that they really had some real feeling for what they were doing for the church. The preacher seemed to be the only one who had some standards as to who actually represented his church and he caved because rich old G.G. blackmailed him so her unrepentant, disrespectful grandson could "help" the choir win. How he "helped" I was never quite able to figure out. He introduced club music to the choir. woo-hoo. Way to stand strong there, preach. And G.G. was just an enabler of her grandson. Yes Vi Rose was a bit too rigid but I could understand where she was coming from. The others? Not really.


I guess I was expecting too much depth from a frothy little comedy. They did inject some real feeling with Walter wondering why God made him with Asperger's but they didn't really explore it after that. Would have been nice to see him struggle with that more, but I guess that was one too many story lines for this movie.


There's something here that doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick.-The Doctor