I read an interesting post over at The Resurgence. Greg Wright is discussing how Christians should be evaluating films and wondering whether or not we have lost the plot (sorry… couldn’t resist the wordplay there). He brings up an interesting point.
Consider this graphic Hollywood plotline: A man travels to Las Vegas to retrieve his cheating wife. On the way back to Los Angeles, the two stop at a rundown motel in Death Valley. During the night, a mob of sexual degenerates surrounds their cabin, threatening to sodomize the man. Hoping to appease the bloodlust, the man throws his wife outsideâ€â€and when morning comes, the mob has left nothing of her but a corpse. The man cuts up her body and sends pieces of it to his friends… But that’s nothing compared to the bloodbath that follows.
This is actually a modern synopsis of Judges 20-21. And it would have been avoided by every good church-goer and reamed by Christian film critics. Yet there it is in our Holy Bible.

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