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              Constantine 
              Director by Francis Lawrence               
              Warner Brothers 
              121 minutes (R rating) 
              Commentary by Kevin Miller 
                  Perhaps
                          I was reading too much into the symbolic language of
                          this film, but when the opening shot featured two squatters
                        scrabbling around in the dusty ruins of a Mexican church,
                        I had a feeling institutional Christianity was in for
                      a rough ride. That feeling intensified when one of the
                      squatters
                        broke through the church’s rotting floor and discovered
                        a religious relic wrapped in a Nazi flag, no less. And
                        instead of bringing about healing or redemption, this
                        relic—the
                        so-called “Spear of Destiny” used to pierce
                        Jesus’ side following his crucifixion—brought
                        only death and destruction. In less than 60 seconds,
                        the filmmakers had depicted the church as irrelevant,
                        fascist,
                        superstitious, and lethal. Where were they going to go
                      from here? 
                  As
                      the film progressed, however, I was surprised to discover
                      that Constantine wasn’t as interested
                          in attacking the church as it was in appropriating
                      various aspects of
                          Christian theology and mythology for its own purposes.
                          Using a mixture of Catholic and Protestant tradition
                          as raw material, the filmmakers created their own rather
                          fascinating
                          cosmology, one that posits—not unlike the book
                          of Job—that God and Satan have made a wager with
                          no less than the souls of humankind hanging in the
                          balance. The rules? No interference allowed, just influence.
                          The
                          cosmic super being with the most souls in the end wins.
                          Thrown into the mix is a race of half-breeds—half-human/half-angel
                          or demon. These are the “influence peddlers,” as
                          John Constantine calls them. With full-blooded demons
                          and angels restricted to their respectively hellish
                          and heavenly
                          realms, the half-breeds are the only non-human participants
                        in this celestial game.  
                  Every
                      so often, one of these half-breeds breaks the rules, moving
                      from influence
                            to interference. When
                            this happens,
                            Constantine steps in and “deports” them
                            back to hell. To do so, he employs a combination
                            of pagan and
                            Catholic artifacts and rituals, a fact that is sure
                            to incite those who hold allegiance to the Vatican.
                            How did
                            John Constantine—a mere human—inherit
                            such a role? Since he was a child, the spiritual
                            beings
                            that haunt this world were plainly visible to him,
                            and he to
                            them. Eventually, this “gift” of seeing
                            became so overwhelming that Constantine tried to
                            commit suicide
                            as a way of escape. But rather than offer an escape
                            from hell, his actions delivered him to that place
                            of fire and
                            brimstone instead—in strict accordance to Catholicism’s
                            rules about such matters. Two minutes later, his
                            soul was yanked back to the land of the living. But
                            for
                            Constantine,
                          it felt like he had been gone for an eternity.  
                  Forever
                              altered by his sojourn into hell but knowing he
                      was doomed to return as a consequence for his
                              sin, Constantine
                              has dedicated his life to deporting as many demons
                              as possible in the hope that eventually God will
                              relent and grant him
                              admission to heaven. The point that Constantine
                      keeps overlooking though—as a half-breed angel named
                              Gabriel reminds him—is that right actions aren’t
                              an admission ticket into God’s graces. Being
                              on God’s side
                              is more about faith and denial of self in favor of
                            focusing steadfastly on the divine.                   Even
                      before his stint in hell, faith was not something
                              with which John Constantine struggled. Who needs
                              faith when the things hoped for, the things unseen—and
                              the things most feared—are all around you
                              (cf. Hebrews 11:1)? It’s devoting himself
                              to following God that poses the real problem to
                              Constantine, but
                              not because
                              he is inherently self-centered. He just doesn’t
                              see the point of it. And who can blame him? With
                              a God who
                              merely toys with the beings he has created, why
                              would anyone put discipleship above self-preservation,
                              trust before
                              watching out for number one? God’s apparent
                              indifference to the affairs of Men puts him not
                              only in the same league
                              as the devil but also on the same team. Such a
                              God could not be anything but evil. But not all
                              hope
                              is lost for
                              Constantine. Despite appearances to the contrary,
                              eventually even he comes to believe that God might
                              have a plan for
                              his life after all, one that doesn’t involve
                            relegating him to eternal damnation.  
                  No
                      doubt, many Christians will be upset that this film takes
                                such license with orthodox theology.
                                This might
                                be a valid criticism if Constantine actually
                      tried
                                to portray
                                its version of the spiritual world as true—the
                                same way author Dan Brown tried to portray The                    Da Vinci Code’s                    version of church history as correct. However,
                                the people behind this film make no bones about
                                the fact that they
                                are constructing a fantasy, period.  
                    Despite its deistic, dualistic portrayal of good
                                and evil and its crass reduction of the church
                                to an inconsequential,
                                fascist, spiritually bankrupt institution, Constantine                    does contain some fodder for serious contemplation.
                                Few
                                Christian films have done a better job of depicting
                                the difference between works and grace. And few
                                mainstream films offer such a strong affirmation
                                of the spiritual
                                dimension of life, showing it to be every bit
                                as real and
                                consequential as the physical. Constantine also
                                addresses a number of spiritual questions that
                                seem particularly
                                pressing at this point in time, questions like “Is
                                God good?” “Does he have a plan for
                                me?” “Is
                                he out to get me?” “Is he even there?” and “What
                              must I do to be saved?” 
                  No
                      one would expect a supernatural thrill ride like this film
                      to
                                  provide all the answers. But
                                  the fact
                                  that it even
                                  attempts to grapple with such issues sets it
                                  apart from films that seek merely to entertain
                                  and puts
                                  it among those
                                that border on being truly significant. 
                  Copyright
                          @ 2005 Kevin Miller 
                     
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