Go See Saved!

Go See Saved!

By some miracle (no pun intended), Saved!, a limited-release satire set in an ultra-fundamentalist-Christian high school, is actually playing at the Tinseltown Cinemas in Pearl.

Run — do not walk — to see it. This is the real deal. This is not lame.

In a year when the gory, bloody Passion of Christ has churches herding entire congregations into the theatre, Saved! will go virtually unnoticed. That’s a shame, because this movie has far, far more to say about Christ than Let’s Beat Jesus to Death ever could.

I wish I could go back in time and force myself to watch it when I was leading a pack of passionate, misguided fundamentalist teens into the Valley of Judgmental Living. But that’s all I say for now, because saying anything much more than will give away the movie’s delights.

Saved! is not a hokey, cheesy flick about religion or faith. (That’s pretty much blown out of the water when, within the first ten minutes, Mary (Jena Malone) sacrifices her virginity as part of a campaign to help “degayify” her closeted boyfriend.)

Saved! is far, far more savvy than the teen comedy it pretends to be. It’s funny. It’s wicked. It’s wise. It’s wonderful. It’s far too good to play for more than seven days in Jackson, MS … so if you’re local, see it fast.

By the way: when you go, make sure the theatre folks actually sell you tickets to see Saved! We bought two tickets, but one of the tickets the booth gal gave us was for The Chronicles of Riddick. With local theatres screaming that they won’t carry art flicks because people don’t buy tickets for ’em, it’s imperative that those of us who DO go see ’em get credit for doing so.

By some miracle (no pun intended), Saved!, a limited-release satire set in an ultra-fundamentalist-Christian high school, is actually playing at the Tinseltown Cinemas in Pearl.

Run — do not walk — to see it. This is the real deal. This is not lame.

In a year when the gory, bloody Passion of Christ has churches herding entire congregations into the theatre, Saved! will go virtually unnoticed. That’s a shame, because this movie has far, far more to say about Christ than Let’s Beat Jesus to Death ever could.

I wish I could go back in time and force myself to watch it when I was leading a pack of passionate, misguided fundamentalist teens into the Valley of Judgmental Living. But that’s all I say for now, because saying anything much more than will give away the movie’s delights.

Saved! is not a hokey, cheesy flick about religion or faith. (That’s pretty much blown out of the water when, within the first ten minutes, Mary (Jena Malone) sacrifices her virginity as part of a campaign to help “degayify” her closeted boyfriend.)

Saved! is far, far more savvy than the teen comedy it pretends to be. It’s funny. It’s wicked. It’s wise. It’s wonderful. It’s far too good to play for more than seven days in Jackson, MS … so if you’re local, see it fast.

By the way: when you go, make sure the theatre folks actually sell you tickets to see Saved! We bought two tickets, but one of the tickets the booth gal gave us was for The Chronicles of Riddick. With local theatres screaming that they won’t carry art flicks because people don’t buy tickets for ’em, it’s imperative that those of us who DO go see ’em get credit for doing so.

Mark McElroy

I'm a husband, mystic, writer, media producer, creative director, tinkerer, blogger, reader, gadget lover, and pizza fiend.

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Mark McElroy

I'm a husband, mystic, writer, media producer, creative director, tinkerer, blogger, reader, gadget lover, and pizza fiend.

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