Category Archives: Escape from Hell
Time for another Christiano film! But oh, this one is just a bit different. No hearty “Jesus, man!” or solemn promise to come to Jesus “all the way.” Nope, this is a quiet, moody piece. I’m serious. And enough things work that I am almost inclined to…like the movie.
I know, right? But don’t worry—the movie’s shabby treatment of its main character, Larry, and the usual nasty message of Christian films prevent me from giving this a Ruby Star (which I just made up anyway).
Said Larry has already made a brief appearance on this site—he was the “of this world” sales clerk in Time Changer.
Oh, and one more thing before we start: see how the trailer keeps the plot focused on the “quiet, humble man“? The redhead? Yeah, this movie seems to be under the impression that he is our hero, when, by any rational estimation, the role of hero (or anti-hero, if you must) belongs to Larry. And this strange idea about who this movie is about is not limited to the trailer—every piece of writing I’ve seen on this movie, including the DVD back cover matter, calls Larry the “antagonist.” But read on, and let me know who you think are our heroes and villains and anybody in between.
The film opens with a black-and-white montage showing us just how frakked up our atheist “antagonist’s” life is. It all starts when Larry’s dad walks out on him and his mother when he is seven. Just to make sure we Get It, Dad leaves with these resounding words to Mom:
“Look, I hate you. And I hate that kid. And you’re never gonna see me again. EVER.”
Ah, just another day in a non-Christian “home.” And just to be sure we really, really Get It, Dad’s words echo: And I hate that kid…and I hate that kid…and I hate that KID… as Larry cries out for his father.
(In a decision that is both sensible and cost-effective, Larry and his dad are played by the same actor, Brad Heller. The man single-handedly makes this movie watchable.)
As morose music plays, we see that the next twenty-five years of Larry’s life are not much of an improvement: his mother gets a job cleaning (not that this is a horrible thing, but the morose music keeps playing anyway).
Then adult Larry is thrown in jail (wearing a black-and-white-striped prison jumpsuit that makes it look like he’ll be working on the chain gang).
Then, after getting out of jail, he strikes out with a woman at a bar.
Well, jail is hardly a surprise for our erstwhile “antagonist.” After all, coming from a “broken home” with no Christian values, Larry doesn’t know right from wrong.
As for the unsuccessful pick-up: Larry is presented here as more clueless schmuck than amoral predator. He strikes up a conversation with the woman, drops a few compliments, and asks her out. He’s pretty obviously trying too hard, but the woman’s reaction (“Drop dead.”) still seems cruel. What, a “No, thanks” wouldn’t have sufficed?
Larry works at a factory (kinda looks like they bottle orange juice, but between my color blindness and the bad lighting in the factory, it’s difficult to tell), apparently second shift. After work, he and his two friends head to a local diner to grab a late bite, and this is where the bulk of the film takes place.
On a couple of occasions, however, we switch outside to a guy handing out tracts. He seems genuinely surprised that his evangelism technique of accosting people at eleven o’clock at night in the middle of the light industrial district isn’t working.
“God loves you, man. Don’t you know that God loves you?”
In the diner (in which they are currently the only customers) Larry’s two buddies, Mike and Vince, give him some good-natured grief about an episode earlier in the day. We’ll call it Larry Strikes Out, Part Deux. Larry has a crush on a woman who works in the office of their factory. He says “hi” to her every day as he comes in. Let me be clear about something, in light of events to come: this is as far as it has ever gone. A casual greeting. Hi.
Later in the workday, on their break, Christian co-worker Riley attempts to school Larry on the situation:
“She just isn’t seeing it your way.”
Wise words, though I can hardly blame Larry for not taking them to heart, given the massive, self-satisfied smirk on Riley’s face as he delivers the message.
From left, Larry (ticked off at Riley), Vince (trying to stay out of it),
and Riley (smugly smirking as he shoots down Larry’s hopes).
“Ah, I know what it is. It’s because she’s religious and I’m a heathen.”
Gorram straight, he’s a heathen! Join us, Larry. JOIN US.
“I’m surprised you know what that word means.” [smugs Riley]
Screw you, Riley.
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that, you fake.” [responds Larry, awesomely]
“Look, man, she’s not interested in dating someone who’s not a Christian.”
“Well, then I guess it’s her that’s acting like a heathen.”
How can you tell when a Christian is writing lines for an atheist? When the atheist character thinks that “being a jerk” is synonymous with not believing.
Anyway, Riley starts to quote 2 Corinthians at Larry, and I can only assume he’s going for this verse, but Larry cuts him off, utterly annoyed.
Turns out that Riley’s advice was prescient: the boss calls Larry to his office even later that same day, and tells Larry to stop “harassing” (that word again!) the woman. Because “lawyers take these things very seriously.” Strangely, Larry does not respond with a simple “You’ll be hearing from my union,” but he does defend himself, pointing out that he’s only ever said “hi” to her.
In this little game of “she said, he said,” however, the boss immediately and unquestionably believes “the girl” (who never is granted the dignity of a name). Why? Because “she’s a nice Christian girl.”
Well, I guess I’m up a creek if I’m ever “harassed” (or said “hi” to) under this guy’s watch.
Larry finishes his story to his friends by concluding that Riley, the boss, and the woman are “a bunch of fakes” (a theme he will expound upon further in a little while).
Weird moment: Larry’s burger is ready, and he teases the diner owner/cook, Jackson, about the doneness of the meat.
“Okay, Jackson, your life is on the line tonight. This better be cooked exactly the way I like it.”
“Hey, it’s your life that’s one the line tonight. You just don’t know it yet.”
Um, what? How does Jackson know what’s about to transpire? IS HE THE FOURTH IN OUR CHRISTIAN MOVIE LINEUP OF ANGELS???
Second Glance Angel
Escape from Hell Angel One and Angel Two
And now Jackson from Late One Night.
I’m still unimpressed by angels, but that dinner special is quite reasonable.
Time to get rid of the woman so the men can talk religion! Oh yeah, there’s another whole woman in this movie: Patty, the waitress. She knows the factory guys, and has a friendly, teasing relationship with them, especially Larry. Unfortunately, she heads off for a party, leaving Larry, his two buddies, and Jackson the possible angel, in the diner alone.
Meanwhile, Tract Guy actually has a bite! You can tell Tract Guy is just STOKED that he has a chance at a conversion…so much so that he fails to realize that the guy he is trying to convert IS ALREADY A CHRISTIAN. This is our introduction to the guy that RTCs think is the real hero of this movie. We never learn his real name, but Larry mockingly calls him Jesus, so I will do the same:
Tract Guy: “Hey. Hey, man. God loves you, man. Do you know God loves you, man?
Jesus: “Why, yes. Yes, I do.”
TG: “Do you know that God gave his only son Jesus to die on the cross for your sins?”
TG: “Do you know that Jesus died and was buried and rose again on the third day according to the Scriptures? Do you know this, man?”
“Now, I have to warn you: there are a lot of people out there who know facts about Jesus but they ain’t going to Heaven when they die. The question is, have you done anything about what you know?”
“Yes, I have.”
“Have you realized you are a sinner, and Jesus is the one who can forgive you of your sins? Have you repented towards God and put your faith in Jesus alone for the forgiveness of your sins, and received him in your life as your Lord and Savior? Have you done that, man?”
“Yeah, I have.”
“Oh, that’s good to hear, that’s good to hear.”
*Jesus starts to walk away, but Tract Guy just will not leave him alone*
“You know, life is like being on a boat: When you have Jesus in your life, you’re on Noah’s ark. But when you don’t have Jesus in your life, you’re on the Titanic.” *TG chuckles at his own joke* “Do you hear me, man?”
Um, Tract Guy, not everyone on the Titanic died. Just so you know.
“Yeah, I hear ya.”
“Jesus is the only way to the Father in Heaven…the only way!”
*Jesus keeps walking away*
“I hear ya.” [Jesus responds, over his shoulder, but still trying to get away]
“You have to live for eternity, not the weekend! Deny thyself, follow Jesus.”
“I hear ya.”
“God loves you, man. God loves you.”
*Jesus turns all the way around*
“God loves you.”
“I hear ya, man, I hear ya. God loves you.”
I think we have a strong candidate for World’s Most Pointless Conversation: this Jesus guy is already RTC! But you just know that Tract Guy will go home and mark this interaction in his diary as “Successful Conversion of Heathen.”
Does the movie even realize how this guy comes off—as a blowhard in love with the sound of his own voice who will not just STFU or let anyone get a word in edgewise?
And RTCs like this wonder why people walk past street evangelists as quickly as possible.
Jesus, of course, as our model of a Good Christian, puts up with the blowhard with a smile, and actually takes the tract, even though he presumably knows all the boilerplate arguments in the stupid little thing. Oh well, it will become important in a minute.
Jesus wanders into the diner, and Larry teases him in a pretty obnoxious and juvenile manner about what to order. Jesus ignores him and places his order, and Jackson reacts to the whole situation in a terribly Christian manner, telling Jesus that “I have to put up with that idiot [Larry] every night.” Well, fine, jerk, I guess Larry doesn’t have to patronize your establishment EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.
Jesus heads to the bathroom, leaving his coat behind. This is Larry’s cue—he sneaks over and starts rummaging through Jesus’s pockets.
DUDE, NOT COOL.
Man, atheists, amirite? Leave them alone for thirty seconds, and they’ll rob you blind.
Or at least, they’ll take your worthless tract.
Yep, Larry doesn’t take a wallet or a phone or anything else—just the tract.
When Jesus comes back, Larry tries to strike up a conversation again, and Jackson tells him to knock it off. So Larry mutters to Jesus that “I have to put up with that idiot [Jackson] every night.“
Okay, I’ll admit it—that’s pretty funny.
Things start to get interesting here, and again, it’s due almost entirely to Brad Heller’s acting. Gotta remember that Larry has had a really shitty day, what with people giving him grief about his lack of religion left and right, and now he just seems anxious for a little verbal sparring to make himself feel better.
SO HE STARTS TO CRITIQUE THE TRACT OUT LOUD!
See why I like this guy? 😀
Larry, a born (again?) critiquer. JOIN US.
Larry tells Jesus that the tract fell out of his pocket, and tries to give it back. Jesus, speaking to Larry for the first time, tells him to keep it.
“Gee, thanks, but I’m not religious.” [says Larry]
“Neither am I.”
“Well, what are you then?”
GAH, I hate that bit. Christianity isn’t a religion, it’s the TRUTH. It’s a RELATIONSHIP.
Gimme a break. Hate to break it to Jesus here, but you have a religion, just like so many other people. Special Snowflake Syndrome strikes the Christian Church.
Larry keeps at it, neatly displacing his anger at Riley and his boss onto Jesus (Ah-HA, just like atheists always displace their anger at others onto God! Man, atheists, right?)
Larry reiterates his earlier point that all the Christians he knows are “fakes.” And this appears to be not just Larry blowing smoke—his friends agree that their coworkers have a tendency to preach at them, but then don’t practice what they preach.
Oh, and smug Riley can kiss my ass. Yes, Larry knows what a heathen is, and he knows what a hypocrite is, and he lays out the definition very nicely for Jesus.
Jesus does not at all address Larry’s questions about Christian hypocrisy. (And get used to this—Jesus evades nearly all of Larry’s questions.) So Larry brings up his next point, that the reason Christians are hypocrites is that they don’t really believe–specifically, that they don’t really believe in Hell.
“The Bible stuff, it ain’t real to you, man. It’s something you heard, or something you were taught, or say you believe. But you really don’t.”
Apparently, Riley and other Christians at the factory regularly tell Larry and Mike and Vince and other non-Christians that they’re going to Hell unless they convert. So it comes to this for Larry:
“Now, if you guys really believed that, if you really believed that we were going to Hell when we die, your would do everything in your power to keep us from going there, am I right? Am I right?”
“Right!” [chorus Mike and Vince]
“Sure I am! You would do whatever it took, but you don’t, because the Bible stuff, it ain’t real to you, man.”
“Hey, Larry,” [interjects Jackson] “since this is such a big deal to you, then why don’t you go out there on the street and keep all those people from going to Hell?”
Jackson’s not real big on listening, is he?
“Look, I don’t even believe in this stuff, man. I’m just trying to show that these Christians don’t, either.”
I see Larry can take care of himself.
So, Larry asks Jesus directly if he, Larry, is going to Hell when he dies. (You can see this bit in the trailer.)
Jesus has a pithy response.
Jesus stares down at the empty counter (because seriously, it is taking Jackson forever to make one chicken sandwich), and when it becomes clear that he has nothing to say, Larry concludes that Jesus is just “another phony.”
But neither of them are done yet!
WILL Jesus ever answer a question about his not-a-religion? How big of a jerk IS Larry? Is Jackson an angel, or what?
Stay tuned for the second and final part!
With his makeshift Death Chamber/Resurrection Chamber set up, Eric calls Carl. The following exchange is GLORIOUS, and it must be borne in mind that Carl plays it completely straight and completely casual.
“Carl, it’s Eric.”
“Hey, old buddy! I just got off work. Where are you?”
“In the boiler room. I might need your help with something.”
“Sure, what do you need?”
Is Carl not the most awesome friend in the world??? “Hey, pal! What can I help you with, in a strange place we’ve never been before?”
Eric coldly explains that he is going to shoot himself up with “a potassium-cyanide bolus cocktail.” (If you are like me and wonder what a bolus is, it is this.) Carl (understandably) yells at Eric not to do it, but Eric, still cold and resolute, tells Carl that “you’re going to bring me back” and “everything you need is right here.”
Eric does not deserve a friend as awesome as Carl. It is hard to imagine a more selfish and manipulative and cruel act than poisoning yourself, then telling your best friend that he will bring you back. What if Carl can’t do it, or even just can’t get there in time? CARL is the one who has to live with that.
Look, I know that Eric thinks this is The Only Way To Learn The Truth, but that doesn’t make him less of a jerk. Turns out he takes after his old man after all.
Carl sprints back into the hospital, as well he might, and grabs Marissa on his way to the boiler room. Meanwhile, Eric flatlines, flies out of the hospital (seeing the “Loose Lips Sink Ships” sign on the way out), makes his very own trip down the Sliders tunnel…
And hears demonic voices telling him there is no hope, like Blondie, right?
Ummm…has fireballs rush at his head, like Garrison, right?
Instead, Eric is transported to a pretty meadow with mountains in the background, utterly alone.
“Oh, Carl, don’t bring me back! Please, if you love me, buddy, don’t bring me back! This place is beautiful!”
Personally, I think the woods Eric was
hiking fleeing like a startled puppy through earlier were much prettier, but I guess that’s why I’m not a born-again Christian.
Eric explains it all to the black preacher (I had almost forgotten he was part of this film:
“It was surreal. No, it was better than that.”
I’ve never thought of “surreal” as an inherently good thing…
“It was like everything I had ever seen or felt or tasted was a mere shadow of what this was.”
Ah, Eric is well on his way to being a RTC, as he embraces the idea that this world we have is a waiting room, just a boring place to wipe your feet and wait for Heaven.
As Carl and Marissa (well, mostly Carl) attempt to revive Eric, yet another angel appears to Eric in the meadow. This is a chunky middle-aged angel, not the skinny high-school angel of the blind Christian lady, but he has the same message: it’s not Eric’s time yet.
Still not impressed.
Eric turns around, and a gateway to Hell opens up. Sadly, Buffy is not there to close it back up again.
And, of course, AT THAT VERY MOMENT, Eric’s mom feels compelled to hit her knees for her boy. Because her Christianity grants her MAGICAL SUPERPOWERS that tell her when her kid is making a stopover in Hell.
By the way, none of this makes any sense. I mean, of course it doesn’t, since we’re talking about trips to Hell and back, but I mean…why is Eric experiencing something so radically different from any of the other people we have encountered, both Christian and not? Garrison and Blondie weren’t faked out to this extent–Garrison had happy thoughts, but got no glimpse of Heaven before the fireballs got him. The blind Christian lady saw Heaven floating in outer space, not as some meadow. This whole thing, in fact, seems to support Eric’s earlier assertion that people make their own Heavens and Hells, but that flies in the face of the doctrine the movie wants us to accept–that there Heaven and Hell are real places, not products of the human mind.
But hey, they had a $8.50 special effects budget, and dammit, they wanted to use it.
Eric finds himself in a very typical Hell setpiece, with screaming in the background, and the Gregorian chanters from the opening credits ahh-ahh-ing. He looks around, utterly flabbergasted, like he’s surprised that Hell sucks.
“Carl, if you can hear me, you gotta get me outta here.”
Come here, go away—it’s a pattern with Eric.
Eric encounters a Random Guy who is being eaten from the inside out by worm things crawling under his skin. I’d say “ewww,” as I am normally freaked out by bugs, but the effect is really bad. And not even in a fun, goofy way. It’s just like a simple child’s drawing.
“Draw a worm.” *squiggly line* “Done.”
Eric, who apparently is no hero in Hell, doesn’t even try to help Random Guy, and runs off in the opposite direction, only to be blasted by a Hunger-Gamesy wall of fire.
But he’s fine.
So is Random Guy, who wanders up (no hard feelings!) and explains that sometimes people are tortured, and sometimes the demons let up, to “let the fear torture you.” Okay, I guess, but isn’t relief…relief, even if you know more pain is coming? Don’t look a gift horse in then mouth, is all I’m saying.
Random Guy tells his story:
“Two friends and I decided to get together and try some heroin. My first time, and I O.D. But I think the real reason that I’m here is because all those times I should have been paying attention to the sermons, I was paying attention to Leslie Wilson in the third pew.”
I’m pretty sure this wasn’t the filmmakers’ intent, but I can’t help but observe that “Leslie” is one of those names that is used for both boys and girls, and am tempted to draw my own conclusions about why Random Guy is in RTC Hell.
Eric and Random Guy wander off together, only to stumble upon Garrison, who, loving husband and father that he was, is being tortured by being turned into a tree and back again.
Hey, don’t look at me—I didn’t make this up.
“I’m Harold. The tree’s name is Bob.”
Random Guy shows Eric how he can see Garrison’s memories by touching him. (Wut? Again, I didn’t make this up: Gene Roddenberry came up with mind melds, not me.) Anyway, Eric sees that Garrison was witnessed to by a friend not too long ago.
And because Garrison politely declined the proselytizing, HE DESERVES TO BE TORTURED FOREVER.
It all makes perfect sense.
Oh, and at one point, Garrison was relaxing on his couch, and chose to watch a football game rather than a TV preacher.
(Hey, by that logic, I should be a shoe-in for Heaven. I’ve watched waaay more Christian movies than many Christians! 😀 )
Eric asks to see his dad, who “may be here.” Random Guy confirms that he is not there, and when Eric questions his certainty on this issue, Random Guy reveals that HE WAS A DEMON ALL ALONG MWOO-HA-HA-HA-HAAAA
Not as scary as the serial killer angel from Second Glance.
Just as Random Demon is about to rip Eric a hellish new one, Eric is sucked almost all the way back into his body by Carl’s tireless efforts. But first, Eric is met again by the middle-aged angel. Eric asks one more time to see his father, and the angel says that is not possible, but that…
“You father loves you and forgives you, just as your heavenly father does, if you’d only ask.”
Oh, that’s nice WHY IS ERIC’S FATHER FORGIVING HIM WHEN ERIC DID NOTHING WRONG GAAAAHHHHHHH
Finally, Eric wakes up in his own body (and back at the beginning of the movie). But the demon has followed him, which is why Eric fled to the church.
“Isn’t a church supposed to be holy ground?”
The preacher actually laughs at this, and says no, that it depends on what is inside a person, not inside a building, so I can only assume that he has a lot of experience with people fleeing demons in his church.
As Carl and Marissa speed towards the church (using the ambulance’s GPS tracker, I think), Eric hears whispering and knows the demon has arrived. Dark clouds cover the walls of the church and the preacher actually looks a little freaked out, because I guess all those other demon attacks were small-time, but NOW shit is real.
But the fear doesn’t last. PreacherMan tells the demon that he is covered in the blood of Jesus (ew) and his name is in the Book of
Love Life and so the demon better just step down.
AND THE DEMON TOTALLY DOES
It is just as simple as that.
PreacherMan knows an opportunity for a hard sell when he sees one, and tells Eric that the demon can still get him, unless he gives his life to Jesus.
Does it really count as salvation if it is motivated so much by fear? I didn’t think that was how it worked.
But lest we think Eric is solely motivated by fear, he mentions wanting to be with his father. I am insulted for his mother’s sake that he doesn’t mention her, too. She’s the one who raised him, who didn’t abandon him, who has always had a great relationship with him, but it’s not motivation to be with her in Heaven that compels Eric. No, he wants to be with JerkDad.
I don’t like Eric any more.
PreacherMan leads Eric in prayer, and it is really hard to see these men pray like that, because Eric is crying real tears and PreacherMan is simply scrunching up his face.
Carl and Marissa rush in, and Eric embraces Marissa. Which would be really sweet except that he tells her, “We need to talk,” and we all know that means only one thing coming from a newly-converted RTC.
Then he hugs both Marissa and Carl and WHY ISN’T ERIC THANKING CARL FOR SAVING HIS LIFE YOU INGRATE AND HORRIBLE FRIEND GORRAMITALL.
Carl deserves better. And I imagine he’ll find it, too, once he unfriends Eric. I can’t imagine Carl putting up with very much Come To Jesus talk. He’s way too cool and content with his own life for that.
Sigh. The end.
Sorry this palate cleanser took so long, everyone. Coming next: The Secret on Ararat!
Well, Eric is dealing with the death of his abandoning, manipulative, newly-Christian father as well as might be expected.
He is having horrible nightmares.
THANKS A LOT, Hospital Reverend, for dispensing your Hell-talk wherever you go.
Nightmare-Dad manages to lay a guilt-trip on Eric, even from beyond the grave:
“Oh no! Eric! Why didn’t you forgive me?! Now I’m burning, forever burning!”
So, that’s nice.
This is your dad.
This is your dad in Hell. Any questions?
It’s a pretty sucky nightmare, and Eric wakes up in a sweat and has to run to the bathroom to throw up.
(A common reaction to Christian films.)
As to the substance of the nightmare, I can only assume that it is meant to portray Eric’s ignorance about Hell—the idea being that he is misunderstanding the nature of Christian forgiveness. Dad is in Heaven because he got Jesus’s forgiveness; his son’s forgiveness has nothing to do with anything. (Shocker.)
Regardless, Eric’s existential crisis leads him right back to Marissa’s office, where he seeks reassurance that everyone goes to a peaceful place when they die.
Marissa is forced to disabuse him of this notion. (By the way, Marissa seems a bit cool to Eric in this scene. I’m tempted to interpret that as her being miffed that Eric has started expressing a lot more interest in her work than in her.)
She shows Eric another video, this time of a cute blonde woman who almost drowned. Unlike the blind woman, Blondie didn’t see any skinny angels:
“Then I started to feel like I was burning. And I was so scared. I said, ‘God, please help me, please, please.’ But [malevolent beings] just kept laughing at me, telling me that, ‘There’s no one here to help you now.'”
So, she believes in God, but she still went to Hell.
That’s what you get, Blondie, for not being Christian ENUF.
Marissa tells Eric that she has had other “non-positive” NDE testimonials like this, and Eric’s reaction is intelligent and reasonable (and thus, of course, will prove to be OH SO VERY WRONG):
“This pretty much explains the cultural impact of afterlife pathology. Where you go after death depends on what your belief systems are in life. You create your own Heaven, or you create your own Hell.”
And Marissa COMPLETELY AGREES WITH HIM.
Wow, Tom Douten may have some competition from this duo for Most Likeable non-RTC in a Christian Work.
Eric goes for a hike. I use the word “hike” with caution, because Eric scurries through the forest as though a Jason Voorhees is chasing him.
He finally chills when he gets to a rocky outcropping overlooking a river.
For reasons best known to himself, Eric removes his watch, a bracelet of wooden beads, and his wild sunglasses that fold up ALL THE WAY, and lays them all on the ground while he contemplates his anti-depression meds.
Hilariously, Eric has only one pill bottle, in which he has squirreled away no less than five different KINDS of pills. These he considers for a moment before flinging them off the ledge into the woods, and speaking of squirrels, at least THEY will not be depressed.
Eric starts to cry. I must say that for a Christian film, which usually stick to VERY strict gender roles, we’ve seen our male hero cry a helluva lot more than any female character. I’d chalk that up to progress were it not for the fact that it is just meant to be Eric experiencing the sadness that all non-Christians feel all the time.
Except…Eric is VERY CLEARLY depressed. And on top of it all, he would probably be situationally depressed anyway, due to all the shit with his dad showing up in his life, laying guilt trips on him, then promptly dying. Medication and some good therapy really DO seem like the correct responses here, not just an altar call.
Eric floats his FANTASTIC IDEA to Marissa: induce a near-death experience, don’t just wait for one to happen. Marissa is a little bit shocked (understandably), since doing that would be INCREDIBLY unethical, but is even more upset when Eric reveals that HE means to be the guinea pig.
“…I have nothing to lose [by being the guinea pig].”
“You need to see a psychiatrist.”
“I thought I was.”
“Eric, I’m not your therapist, and I can’t do anything more for you than I already have.”
“Are you dumping me?”
“No. Terms like ‘dump’ suggest dating and we– It’s just that with everything you’ve been going through right now, the last thing you need is a relationship.”
“You’re right. *very long pause* Bad idea.”
I…kinda love this scene. It’s real, as though everyone forgot for a moment about THE MESSAGE and just let the characters tell a story. Marissa is sad and sorry to say that, but she doesn’t want to be Eric’s doctor, she wants to be his girlfriend. And Eric is hurt…obviously very hurt…but his problems are overwhelming him to such an extent that he can’t really be a boyfriend, even though he wants to…
Okay, I just clicked Actually Not That Bad.
And of course, Eric doesn’t really think it’s a bad idea. Musing that “I just needed to end the pain…I just needed to know where my father was…” he prepares for his own near-death experience.
First, he goes to his mom’s house. He pretends he’s just there to bow out of their weekly dinner because he’s too busy at work, but really he’s there to say goodbye, just in case. But Mom is wise to this:
“So, why do you have that funny look in your eye? It’s that same look that you had when you came by to tell me you were going to the Himalayas to climb Mt. McKinley or whatever it was.”
I love the look Eric gives his mom: Really, Mom, you don’t know the difference between Everest and McKinley?
Also, ERIC CLIMBED MT. EVEREST WUT???
DAMN, he just becomes cooler all the time!
Eric also slips the wooden bead bracelet onto his mother’s wrist.
Which might mean something if we knew why the bracelet is special to Eric, but we don’t.
Eric then heads back to the beginning of the film, where he sets up the boiler room so that he can make himself Mostly Dead, then be brought back be Carl before he becomes All Dead.
Next time: Eric heads to Hell.
Eric drives off, leaving his father in the dust. I know Eric will pay dearly for not honoring his father, but YOU GO, ERIC.
Oh, he goes…to his mom’s house.
“You’ll never guess who I ran into tonight”
“How did you know?”
“Because he was here a couple of weeks ago asking about you, and he said he needed to see you.”
“And you told him where I was?”
“Yes, I did.”
Oh, well I can see why you would…
So you just told the guy who abandoned your son where your son WORKED, and it didn’t even cross your mind to ASK IF THIS WAS OKAY WITH YOUR SON???
And this happened WEEKS AGO????
Lady, you suck.
Yep, that’s right—sadly for Eric, his mom is a Christian, which means that she has blithely accepted her ex-husband back into her life, AND revealed the workplace of their son.
Yanno, there are plenty of people in the world who wouldn’t want their parents stalking their places of employment even if said parents aren’t abusive alcoholics.
Eric is understandably miffed, and reminds Mom of “what he did to you…what he did to us,” and Mom doesn’t deny this. Indeed, Dad drove her into bankruptcy.
The beauty part is, Mom has since married a guy who helped her out of that situation, and Mom (and presumably Step-Dad) now live in a very nice house. Step-Dad sounds like an awesome guy, especially since it is implied (though not stated outright) that he helped put Eric through college and medical school. Sadly, we never meet this dude, perhaps because he might not be so keen on his wife having much contact with the newly-reformed ex.
Eric, no fool, zeroes in on the crux of the matter: Mom is a Christian, Dad is a manipulative jerk, all he has to do is say he’s a Christian and Mom will buy it. Eric makes a damn fine point here, but of course, Mom knows that this time it’s “different.”
Eric protests some more, and Mom starts to get angry with him. Huh, it’s almost as though Eric and his mom had a great relationship before his manipulative, abusive jerk of a father re-entered the picture, and now he’s pitting them against each other and they’re letting him do it, because he’s an ass who ruins everything he touches.
Because he’s a Christian, and that would never happen when a Christian is involved.
“I had to stop and remind myself every five minutes that God has forgiven him, and I have to find the grace to forgive him, too.”
Grammar Nazi: I just got whiplash from those tense changes.
Hey, if that’s what you want to do, then fine. But isn’t it funny, lady, how you didn’t find it in your heart to forgive him when he was a heathen, but you do now that he shares your religion?
Eric, still fuming, just shakes his head and leaves.
Um, YEAH. Mom owes him a huge apology for revealing his whereabouts to Dad and NOT EVEN WARNING HIM. Seriously, what is wrong with this woman???
Yanno, it occurs to me, as I sit here nomming my half-price chocolate cross, that atheists will never be able to give religion a worse name than actual religious people do, at least while they’re making decisions like that.
We cut to Marissa meeting with Garrison. She tells him about her near-death experience research and wants to ask him about it, but Garrison pleads that he doesn’t feel well. (Indeed, he can barely speak.) But Marissa will not be dissuaded by the heart patient who just wants to be left alone to rest:
“Mr. Garrison, I believe your experience can help a lot of people face the next life.”
Ah, good thing she’s impartial and also that she doesn’t want to inconvenience terminally ill patients, isn’t it?
Garrison pleads off again, and Marissa very reluctantly leaves him the frak ALONE.
DAMN these selfish patients, always delaying her research. Ooooo, I’m tired, I’m in pain, I just want to spend time with my family…they never stop whining, do they?
Apparently, Marissa’s job is grief counselor, because Carl and Eric inform Mrs. Garrison that her husband won’t survive the wait for a transplant, and they leave her to Marissa’s huggy care. (Um, some people aren’t huggers (at least not with strangers), Marissa. Just sayin’.)
Later, Carl is in a damn fine mood because he just got paid and also none of his patients have died recently, so he tries to set up Eric with Marissa.
Eric asks her to lunch, Marissa doubles down and turns it into a dinner date, and the exchange is actually not painful at all. I like it because the simply exchange just seems more like what reasonable adults usually do:
“Wanna go out?”
“Yes, I would.”
Yanno, like that. It’s not always wacky and complicated.
Later that evening, we see that Eric lives in a cute little farmhouse. As he’s freshening up for dinner, there is a knock at the door.
IT’S HIS FATHER BECAUSE I GUESS IT WASN’T ENOUGH FOR MOM TO REVEAL WHERE ERIC WORKS, SHE ALSO HAD TO TELL DAD WHERE ERIC LIVES. GAH!!!
Eric tries to slam the door in Dad’s face, and Dad stops him. (Jerk!)
“Please don’t shut the door in my face.”
“Then you may want to stand back a couple of feet.”
THAT WAS AWESOME!
Unfortunately, the movie will not allow heathen Eric to get the best of Good (New) Christian Dad, so Dad gets to plead his case.
Dad’s position on the issue of his reappearance in Eric’s life is just astonishing, so I’ll let him speak for himself:
“Look, this isn’t easy for me. I know what I’ve done to you and your mother. You don’t know how hard it is for me to come and face you.”
Huh. Gee, Dad, it’s almost as if your entire focus is on your feelings and how hard this is for you and you know what I’m missing, here?
The words I AM SORRY or I KNOW HOW HARD THIS MUST BE FOR YOU
Eric’s response is priceless, and I only wish that I didn’t know that he will be shown to be so MEAN to his poor, innocent, abusive, abandoning dad:
“Is this some kind of apology tour? Look, I’m not going to lend you my car or give you some money. I’m not going to give you a place to sleep, so is there anything else you need?”
“It’ll be a cold day in hell before that happens.”
Then ERIC says, “Sorry.” He looks all sad and says he is sorry he can’t forgive his father.
WHAT ARE YOU SORRY FOR ERIC??? YOU DID NOTHING WRONG!!!
Dad wanders off and Eric finally gets to shut the door and he leans against it and cries and I actually feel bad for him.
I’m sure I feel worse for him than the movie does. Cold-hearted unforgiving heathen.
It sucks for Eric that after all that, it’s time for his hot date with Marissa.
OH THANKS DAD FOR RUINING DATE NIGHT. THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS.
And the bad news just keeps on piling up for Eric: all Marissa wants to do on their date is talk shop. We discover that Marissa doesn’t believe in Hell, but does believe in Heaven, and just knows that people would fear death less and have an easier time with grief if they knew for a fact that Heaven was real.
You know, just like Christians always die peacefully, while other people have panic attacks.
(Seriously, she actually says this.)
(Major research fail. I have seen non-Christians die, and with dignity and courage that I wish everyone could have. Marissa needs to get out more.)
But at least she’s no RTC:
“I might not believe in Jesus, but I do believe in the power of faith.”
So, after a fancy dinner for two at a swank local bistro, they head off for a sexy night of fun and sexyness…
Or not. They go to Marissa’s office. Eric is newly-psyched by Marissa’s research, because he thinks it might help disprove Hospital Reverend’s ideas about Hell. (The fact that Eric might also have some residual anger at both of his parents is not mentioned, but I’m kinda feeling that.)
That’s Marissa. Question for the straight single guys out there: if you had a chance to hit that,
would you really choose instead to watch home movies of strangers sitting on couches and talking about the Sliders tunnel?
They watch a movie where a blind woman talks about her experience being hit by a truck and having a NDE. She goes through the Sliders tunnel, an angel tells her that it is not yet her time, and she has to go back. Eric is pretty suspicious of the whole thing until Marissa tells him that the woman has been blind since birth, and thus that she couldn’t possibly say that she saw anything in her NDE.
Eric remains unconvinced, pointing out (correctly) that this is all anecdotal and there is no control. AND MARISSA AGREES. But…
“Every researcher has her little secrets.”
Marissa’s secret, of course, is the sign on the hospital roof.
By the way, I’ve noticed something: angels in Christian movies SUCK. Seriously, these guys are God’s chosen emissaries??
I am not impressed.
I suppose it’s a good thing that Eric and Marissa watched NDE videos instead of doing the horizontal rumba, because it would have been really awkward to wake up the next morning and have the snugglyness ruined by the news that Eric’s dad was found dead in his motel room. (Sitting up in bed and reading his Bible, natch. Because that is the only pasttime Christians have.)
Eric heads back to Marissa’s office for some grief counseling, and she tells him that he is grieving the loss of a relationship with his father, not just the loss of Dad. Eric has a flashback within a flashback, and we see that Eric and Dad used to have a good relationship before Dad abandoned him and forced his ex-wife to declare bankruptcy.
Also, he had a bitchin’ pornstache:
And the bad news just keeps on coming: both Eric and Marissa are beeped to come to the deathbed of Garrison.
Marissa tells Mrs. Garrison that her husband is “struggling…holding on for your sake” and that she needs to tell him to go towards the light.
REALLY??? GEEZ, LADY, LAY OFF!!!
So she does, and little Lauren tells him that she will take care of her mom for him. Which is super-sweet, though I have strong reservations about such a young child (Lauren is maybe ten or eleven) being there when her father dies.
Eric is openly crying, which is actually a nice bit of character development as he displaces his grief over his own father’s death onto the death of a good father whom he barely knows.
Garrison dies with a huge gasp and “uhhhh” which (again) I would think would be very upsetting to a child, but Lauren takes it in stride (“Bye, Daddy.”)
Garrison heads back into the Sliders tunnel, and he’s quite psyched until the fireballs start zooming past him.
Yep, despite being a loving and devoted husband and father, Garrison was NOT A CHRISTIAN, and thus careens down the tunnel INTO HELL TO BE TORTURED FOREVER.
“He’s at peace now.”
OH, IF ONLY YOU KNEW, MARISSA
Escape from Hell memory: I saw part of this movie years ago on vacation. I was wired and staying up way too late and it was on a Christian station at about two in the morning (this is also how I saw my very first Christian movie, Pamela’s Prayer, btw). I started watching right around the scene where the nice dad gets roasted. (Spoiler!)
As with most Christian films, we begin with a Bible verse. This time, it is the wailing and gnashing of teeth bit, Matthew 13: 50-51, natch. Dour singers chant Gregorianly, and there are spooky pictures of people who are presumably hanging out in the bowels of Hell, screaming and shit.
We cut in and out to some doofus who looks like he’s on an operating table in a furnace room (wut?), and being worked over by two doctors. For the sake of clarity, I will reveal their names now: the two doctors are Marissa and Carl, and the sad sack patient is their friend and fellow doctor, Eric Robinson.
I can only presume that Marissa is In Luv with Eric, because she’s crying (unless this is just a sign of her Womanly Sensitivity), while Carl is losing patience (ha!) with the patient and resorts to simply punching him in the chest.
Eric jerks back to life, and mutters something urgent to Marissa. (It’s a good thing that this DVD has subtitles, because the sound quality suuuuucks and I would never have gotten it otherwise: it’s “Loose lips sink ships.”) Carl gives Eric a nice shot of morphine, and rolls him back into the hospital.
Like so many movie hospitals, this one is extremely ill-lit. Hell, out in the halls, I’m surprised anyone can see their hand in front of their face.
Now that Eric is in a real room and under sedation, Carl asks Marissa if she “put him up to this.” She denies this, not without umbrage, and darts into the dim, dank hallway, then up some even darker stairs (safety first!) to the hospital’s roof, where she sees a diner sign with the words “Loose Lips Sink Ships” on it. The sign is flat to the ground, though, such that you can only read it FROM ABOVE.
“He can see it!” breathes Marissa before running back into the hospital.
This is one of those wacky things where you give someone a “test” before a near-death experience, and if they pass, it means Jesus is real, right?
The morphine seems to have little to no effect on Doc Robinson, who wakes up AGAIN, dashes out of his hospital room and evades the hospital’s one security guy.
“YAH!” Eric cries as he exits the hospital, shoving over an empty wheelchair that is not in his way IN ANY WAY WHATSOEVER. He drives off in an ambulance, so he can remain as unobtrusive as possible as he makes his escape.
Carl and Marissa completely and utterly SUCK at finding ambulances that have been commandeered by drugged-up doctors (that are being driven around town WITH THEIR LIGHTS ON), and apparently so do the police. About an hour after the escape, Carl realizes he can talk to Eric via the comm in the ambulance, and urges Eric to pull over and wait for help.
Eric doesn’t answer. With the lights of the ambulance flashing (wut WUT WUT), Eric drives up to a church.
I guess he doesn’t feel the need to go right up to the front door. Instead, he parks waaaaay away from the front, choosing to make a mad dash through a graveyard in the middle of the night.
Sure, it makes no sense, but boy, it’s OMINOUS, isn’t it?
In a genre that tends to be embarrassingly white, Escape From Hell at least scores a point for casting a black man as the minister. And refreshingly, his reaction to Eric’s confused ramblings is pretty realistic—he thinks Eric is drunk or high or on the run from the police.
But no, Eric claims that he “brought it back,” “this thing from Hell” and “it keeps chasing me.”
The minister is understandably skeptical, but pushed Eric for “what’s going on.” That’s all it takes for Eric, back from a near-death experience and on the run from demons to tell his story…
And so we go back…back…alllll the way back in time to…
ONE MONTH AGO
Seems Eric is suffering from depression: “running scared” and “empty inside,” and even though he is burning through every antidepressant he can find, no one at the hospital even suspects that he is having any personal problems.
This is hardly surprising. After all, Eric is a nonbeliever, and deep depression is the only natural response to not believing in God, right?
“I was in the business of saving lives, but I didn’t even know how to save my own.”
And somehow, I am sure that Eric’s clinical depression will magically disappear once he has Jesus in his heart.
How insulting. Both to atheists and to people with depression.
Eris is an emergency medicine physician, and is on duty with a little girl with a snake bite is brought in with her parents. This kid is easily the best actor in the movie, and it’s a shame when the focus shifts from her to her father, whose heart attack is brought on by the stress of his daughter’s injury.
When the heart patient, Garrison, is resting quietly, Eric goes in to check on him, and so does the hospital’s Resident Reverend, who goes around praying for people.
Book: Captain, do you mind if I say grace?
Mal: Only if you say it out loud.
Eric asks him what he is praying for, and when the reverend answers “his salvation,” Eric responds:
“Well, he’s a pretty nice guy. You’d be better off praying for his arterial blockage.”
At that moment, I kinda love Eric.
Don’t get me wrong—I’m well aware that the movie will show Eric to be wrong, wrong, WRONG. As we all know, being a devoted husband, an involved father, a selfless guy won’t get you into HEAVEN at the end of the day, will it?
Speaking of said nice guy, Hospital Reverend pops open his Bible right there and starts reading to Eric. I mean, RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF THE UNCONSCIOUS GUY WITH THE MASSIVE HEART PROBLEMS.
“I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God, and the books were open, and another book was open, which was the Book of Life, and whoever’s name was not found written in the Book of Life was cast into the lake of fire.”
And then another book was open. And then another book. And then another other book.
There were a lot of books.
Oh, and again (because I can’t let this go), JUST KEEP TALKING ABOUT THE LAKE OF FIRE IN FRONT OF THE PATIENT WITH HEART PROBLEMS, DICKWEED
Eric asks a good question, about why a loving god would create a hell. So I give props to the writers for even having Eric ask the question in the first place.
Even if Hospital Reverend dodges it like a pro boxer:
“Why would anyone reject the love and mercy of God?”
BECAUSE WE DON’T BELIEVE IN HIM, JERK
He pulls the lame “If you reject God, you are choosing to go and be tortured forever, so it’s totes not God’s fault.” But before he can spout anymore boilerplate apologetics, Garrison starts muttering, “…ducks be not proud…” and Hospital Reverend skedaddles so Eric can actually get so doctor work done in a hospital.
Yeah, Garrison is saying “ducks be not proud,” and points if you can guess why he’s saying that.
Garrison comes to, and turns out he had a near-death experience and everyone else missed it. He cries and tells Eric that he didn’t want to come back, which is something I hope he doesn’t share with his wife and daughter.
Turns out Garrison had a little adventure: he went through the Sliders tunnel…
…and also looked down at the hospital roof, where he saw the diner sign with “ducks be not proud” on it.
So we know it was for realsies.
Garrison wanted to GO TOWARDS THE LIGHT.
But they brought him back to his loving and devoted family.
Eric brings Doctor Marissa into the picture—apparently, she documents people’s near-dear experiences, like a cut-rate Elisabeth Kubler-Ross. (You can read more about Kubler-Ross and her unscience in this Slate article.)
Eric also brings Carl into the story. Buddy Carl is the resident cardiologist, and expositions for us that there isn’t much hope for Garrison, who needs a new heart but has a rare blood type.
Now that the secondary characters are in the picture, it’s time to explore Eric’s deep personal torment, the main reason that he’s “rejected” the love of Jesus: his own father rejected him.
We learn that Eric’s father abandoned his family and Eric hasn’t seen him in quite some time. But now Dad is back in town and anxious to make amends.
I admit, this is a tough situation for Dad. He’s been out of the picture for years and his son has every reason to hate him. How do you approach someone under those circumstances? Maybe there isn’t even a “best” way to do it. It’s a fraught and emotional thing no matter how you go about it.
But hey, you know what might not be the best way to meet up with the son you abandoned?
Find out where he works, hang out in the parking lot of said workplace for hours like a creepy stalker, then sneak up behind him and scare the crap out of him!
Just a thought.
Doesn’t Dad kinda look like a poor man’s Roy Scheider?
SeaQuest! I used to watch that when I was a kid.
Anyway, Eric is understandably suspicious of Dad’s motives, even when Dad gives him back the money Eric loaned him years ago. But Dad is sober now, and owes it all to JESUS!
This just shows how heartless Eric is. As we all know, nobody ever lies about being a Christian, and it is impossible to change and improve one’s life without becoming one, so Dad deserves immediate and unconditional forgiveness and acceptance from the son he abandoned!
Again, I kinda love Eric for his response to his Dad’s “I came to Christ…all the way” bit:
“I just left a man who really loves his family. … You’re a worthless piece of human garbage—you betrayed your own family for a bottle. … You wanna show me where God is in all that?” *rips up Dad’s check and throws it in his face*
I know we’re supposed to know that Eric is WRONG for not embracing New Christian Dad (now with extra sober!), but all I can say is…Go Eric!
More next time on Marissa’s near-death “studies” and Eric’s Daddy Issues.