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Day of Defense
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by EricDSnider

"I only wish more people could have seen it so they could hate it, too."
1 stars

As the single worst Mormon-themed movie so far -- a record that I hope stands for a long time -- "Day of Defense" should be considered an embarrassment not just to members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, but to film-goers in general. In fact, even non-film-goers -- even obscure humans who have never set foot in a movie theater -- ought to be dismayed that a movie of this caliber was created by their fellow man. A national day of mourning ought to be set aside, and then there ought to be mass suicides.

Sorry, I go a little too far in my hyperbole sometimes. But the movie is bad. Based on an unworkable premise, written with an irredeemably bad ear for dialogue, enacted by seemingly untalented performers, and shot in many too-dark rooms on cheap-looking digital video, this is a film of astounding badness. It is jaw-droppingly, paralyzingly, laughably bad. It ranks not just as the worst Mormon film ever, but as one of the two or three worst films I've seen all year. And I saw "From Justin to Kelly"!

It is based on a book by A. Melvin McDonald that uses a courtroom setting to present a series of basic arguments and refutations regarding LDS doctrine. Someone says, "Well, what about THIS apparent contradiction," and the Mormon replies, "It can be explained THIS way," and so on, eventually "proving" the LDS Church is true. Missionaries like it because it helps them with the sort of discussions they get involved in on a daily basis.

Well, someone decided to expand this plot-free book into a movie. This meant either continuing to exist without a plot, or coming up with one. The problem is, how do you arrange to have two Mormon missionaries on the stand in a United States courtroom, charged, essentially, with believing a religion whose doctrines are false? In real life, in the real United States, such a trial could not occur, as there is no such thing as a doctrine so untrue that it is against the law to believe it. The book is fine as a rhetorical exercise, but to try to work it into a story set in modern-day America? Impossible.

Yet the film tries to do just that, putting two missionaries -- stubborn, road-weary Elder Burke (John Foss) and young, inexperienced Elder Davis (Allan Groves) -- in a little picket-fenced town called Marysville. To proselytize here requires a license, and to get a license, you have to prove to the Christian Town Council -- a Legion of Doom-style board consisting of ministers from the five accepted local religions, dressed at all times in their preaching costumes -- that you represent a Christian faith. (Heaven help the Jew in Marysville!) The CTC says Mormons aren't Christians; hence, no license, and the missionaries have to get out of town.

But not so fast. The town judge, a woman who I believe may be an android, thinks it would be interesting to run a test case on the CTC's rules. (She's only been judge there a month, and already the locals don't cotton to her way of doing things.) JudgeBot instructs the district attorney, James Radner (Brooks Utley), to prosecute the missionaries, and public defender Thomas Bryant (Andrew Lenz) to defend them -- not on charges of preaching without a license, mind you, but of not being Christian.

Somehow, Radner and Bryant -- lifelong friends whose families have dinner together each week -- made it through law school and passed the bar exam without ever realizing that being non-Christian is not against the law in the United States. At no point in this film is the First Amendment invoked, mentioned or referred to.

So you can see how already I am having trouble with the movie, when I can't even accept its basic premise as being remotely plausible. In a backwoods town 50 years ago? Maybe. MAYBE. But in 2003 in a town that, albeit small, has cops, a judge, indoor plumbing and what appears to be a normal level of sophistication and intelligence among its townspeople? No. This trial simply couldn't happen in the real world. (Oh, I forgot to mention: This is a JURY trial, too, composed of locals, even though it's well-established that the locals hate Mormons, making them the least impartial jury in recent memory.)

So somehow, the trial happens. Radner lets the town's pastors and ministers grill the missionaries for a day, except the missionaries aren't really allowed to defend themselves, making the film's title a bit of a misnomer. They just have to listen while the prosecution cites one scripture after another to demonstrate that Mormon doctrine is false. Elder Davis puts on his defeated, uncomfortable face, while Elder Burke remains stoic. They then have a week to prepare their defense. I don't know why a lawyer is even necessary; Bryant is certainly no use assisting them in the organization and explanation of their beliefs, since he thinks Mormons are as wrong as everyone else in town does.

So the film's plugging away, slowly and dully. The acting is uniformly flat and unconvincing, with many awkward, silent pauses in the dialogue. A lot of Peter Breinholt songs play on the soundtrack while the missionaries and Bryant talk and try to convert each other. The elders try to ingratiate themselves among the townspeople, who throw rocks at them. (Where is this strange, magical American town where EVERY SINGLE CITIZEN is THIS passionate about religion?) A local tramp (Lillith Fields) commits vague, unsexy acts of flirtation with Elder Davis. It is all tedious and poorly acted and awful, and you think it can't get any worse.

And then -- and this is really something special, some kind of hell-spawned miracle -- somehow, the film GETS WORSE! Yes! A major plot event occurs that causes the bottom to drop out altogether, quality-wise. Ordinarily, this would be considered a spoiler. But since you're not going to see this movie, and have no chance of seeing it, I am going to tell you anyway: The missionaries' lawyer, who has been spending too much time away from home preparing for the trial, cancels a Saturday-morning fishing trip with his little girl. As he drives away to go work with the missionaries, she runs out into the street after him and gets hit by a car and DIES. It's really, really funny and it isn't supposed to be. At that point, the film abandons all hope of salvaging itself. It is lost forever to the realm of bad filmmaking. We loved it, we tried to help it, but it had its free agency, and it chose darkness.

What amuses me most about "Day of Defense," which was directed by first-timer Adam Lawson, is that, despite being made by LDS people about LDS missionaries, it exhibits an alarming lack of knowledge of how LDS missionaries work. (I will spare you, the non-LDS reader, the details. But take my word for it.)

Where the film seems to be heading is to convince us the LDS Church's doctrines are true doctrines of God. You expect it to end with the jury being converted and baptized, or the CTC bursting into flames, or something like that. Such a preachy outcome would have been heavy-handed, true, but at least then the movie would have had a point, serving as the celluloid version of a Mormon missionary pamphlet. Instead, it ends ambiguously, with a resolution that makes you think, "Well, what fetch was the point, then?" At least that's what I thought, though my exact words might have been slightly stronger.

I don't believe there is a single event in this film that is plausible, likely or even possible. It exists on some other plane, an entirely different reality from the one we know, where the laws of the United States are meaningless, where LDS missions are governed entirely differently, and where no one notices the quaintness of Mormon actors doing a poor job acting in a film where all they have to do is act like non-Mormons.

Postscript: This film opened on a handful of screens in Utah on Oct. 10, 2003. It closed on Oct. 15. That's right, it didn't even last a full week. If the filmmakers weren't embarrassed before, they should have been after that.

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originally posted: 08/10/05 02:35:15
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  10-Oct-2003 (PG)



Directed by
  Adam Lawson

Written by
  Jim Westwood

  Andrew Lenz
  Brooks Utley
  Michelle Wright
  John Foss
  Allan Groves
  Mitch English

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