The Apostle
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How appropriate to be writing a review of a film like
"The Apostle" on the birthday of the god his followers celebrate.
Although Mel Gibson's "Passion" comes to mind immediately when you
think of
Sonny Dewey's Forth Worth church has lots of black parishioners who respond enthusiastically to the ecstatic sermons he belts out while strutting around the tabernacle like James Brown. In the opening scenes we learn that Dewey developed an affinity for the passionate and extroverted style of black preachers while in the company of his black nanny as a young boy.
It should come as no surprise that Sonny has trouble warding off Satan, no matter how many times he has ordered him to get behind. When his wife (Farah Fawcett) tires of his philandering and boozing, he seems incapable of change. Instead of admitting his guilt, he implores her to get down on her knees with him and pray to Jesus in order to rekindle their marriage. She will have none of this, since she has obviously been through this with him too many times in the past.
It turns out that she has already developed a relationship with the youth minister in Sonny's church and has also convinced the executive committee of the church to fire him. Driven to a blind rage, Sonny crowns the man with a baseball bat at his son's little league game to the horror of congregation members in the bleachers and his son and daughter whom he calls his "beauties."
Sonny takes it on the lam from
One of the more captivating moments of this odd but captivating film is June Carter Nash singing a hymn along with Sonny as they drive along a Texas road moments after stopping by the wreckage of a huge, multiple car collision. Sonny takes his bible under his arm and goes to a crumpled car off the side of the road, where he discovers the injured occupants just moments away from death--a teenage boy and girl. Sonny implores them to accept Jesus as their savior so that they can live in bliss for all eternity in heaven with the angels. A highway patrolman shooing Sonny away asks him if preaching does any good. Duvall answers that he would prefer to die that day in god's good graces than to live for a hundred years in sin.
Sonny leaves everything behind him in
"The Apostle" generated some expected responses from the left when it came out. The World Socialist Website wrote:
"A film with evangelism as its subject, one would think, ought to attempt to tell its audience something about the source of the attraction of this sort of religious activity for a section of the American population. Is it not the case that poor and oppressed people often turn to this brand of religion--with all its musical and theatrical trappings--in a desperate search for answers to life's problems, both material and spiritual? The Apostle tells us next to nothing about the basis of fundamentalism's appeal, nor does it even pose the question."
Full: http://wsws.org/arts/1998/mar1998/apos-m24.shtml
On the other hand, Jonathan Rosenbaum, a highly respected
left-leaning film reviewer from
"By refusing to buy into the Elmer Gantry stereotype,
which suggests that every fundamentalist preacher who shows signs of being a
scoundrel is also a hypocrite, Duvall's movie throws us into a subculture of
devout belief without the sort of moral signposts that many of us city slickers
have grown to depend on defensively and as a matter of automatic reflex. Sonny,
Duvall's troubled and troubling preacher, may be a warped creature who lies to
himself, but on the basis of everything we see and hear, he believes deeply in
saving souls. And by making all the church services interracial, Duvall
complicates our responses still further, especially if we stereotype most white
fundamentalists as racists. (Or indulge in statistical guesswork, as Amy Taubin did in the Village Voice when she tried to prove that
the film is racist. I would claim on the basis of my experience as an
I agree completely with Rosenbaum. The film forces us to engage with the main character and the world he inhabits without the usual signposts. The fact that Duvall can make the case for Sonny at all shows that he is a skilled artist and writer. Long ago when I took a writing class at NYU, the instructor made a point that has stuck with me over the years. He said that the greatest characters in world literature are villains, but it takes the talents of a great writer to make such characters interesting or even appealing. That is what Robert Duvall has done.
Although I could find no reference to this in reviews of "The Apostle," it seems that the film it has the greatest affinity for is Billy Bob Thornton's "Slingblade." Both films rely heavily on local color and on a grotesque major character capable of acting for good and evil simultaneously.
Furthermore, both films incorporate a kind of bleak humor that I find irresistible. For example, shortly after Sonny takes it on the lam, he persuades an elderly black man to let him stay the night. After setting Sonny up in his daughter's pup tent on the back lawn (which he calls a mansion on the hill), he goes to bed with a shotgun in his hands. It is Duvall's way of indicating that ultra-religious people might strike normal people as dangerous.
If nothing else, "The Apostle" is a virtual
actor's workshop. Duvall becomes the character in a way that I have not seen
outside of the best performances of Robert DeNiro or Marlon Brando. Duvall spent time
in
Duvall got the idea for the film while working in his first
film, the 1962 "To Kill a Mockingbird." (He plays a reclusive
neighbor who protects Gregory Peck's children from a homicidal racist, despite
his reputation as a kind of bogeyman himself). Researching his role, Duvall
visited a small town in