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Grace Unplugged

Today I have the trailer for 'Grace Unplugged'. This trailer surprised me. I mean, I actually sat there mouth agape. No, not because the movie looked unbelievably incredible, but because a Christian movie was being released in the theatre. I mean, Lionsgate is involved here, that's a legit company! If you've ever watched a Christian movie I'm sure you know what I mean when I say that they're a bit corny. They try really hard but it's small budget with tiny unknown actors and no one on the crew really has that much experience. It's quite a shame because there is usually some gem of an idea in the middle and it just wasn't managed well. The fact that this kind of movie is coming out with some strength is fantastic! Here is the trailer.



Boiled down it's a simple enough story. It's about how hard it is to maintain your morals in an increasingly, shall we say unbounded, world. How much compromise are you willing to make in pursuit of your dreams? In Hollywood it seems like most everyone gives everything up in pursuit of fame. How many people start out clean cut, toting the righteous flag and a few years later they are in a music video featuring heavy grinding, strippers, an orgy etc?*cough cough Miley cough cough* Let's just say I'm interested to see how this movie handles the situation.

So what do you think? Will you go and see it?

UPDATE: Would you like to know about more religious movies that are coming out this year? Check out this post.

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