Story of a switchboard operator by day and swinger by night who (as they say) finds Jesus. A kind of Looking for Mr. God, it fervently bears witness to the casually tossed-around truism that religion is a personal, not just a private and certainly not a collective, thing. But believers and nonbelievers alike are equally apt to be put off by the individual path the heroine (or her writer-director, Michael Tolkin) carves out. There is a startling time-jump after her conversion, and a succession of crescendoing startlements after that. Yet it would not be quite accurate to say that the movie goes to extremes. It in fact begins at extremes and simply goes to different and further extremes. The uniform extremeness of it all tends to exclude the viewer from the ongoing theological discussion, not to mention excludes him from taking much of an interest in the individual case. And even those who are able to go most of the way with it will be excused for bailing out during the climactic portrayal of the Apocalypse, complete with one or more of the Four Horsemen on slow-motion white chargers. With Mimi Rogers, David Duchovny, and Patrick Bauchau. (1991) — Duncan Shepherd
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