FILM: The Order (R)
DIRECTOR: Brian Helgeland
STARRING: Heath Ledger, Mark Addy
WHERE: Wide release
GRADE: F
This poignant and challenging religious notion about the unfathomable nature
of God's ability to shed his grace upon the unjust as well as the just comes
close to summarizing in a sentence everything that I understand to be the message
of the New Testament. Campbell's point is that if the human mind wants to imagine
the power of divine forgiveness, it must contemplate redemption for the unredeemable.
For a time as I watched writer/director Brian Helgeland's The Order,
I thought that he was trying to wrestle with Will Campbell's astonishing notion
that even Osama Bin Laden and Mohammed Atta might be redeemed if they would
stop and allow God's grace to shine into their angry hearts. Alas, such hopes
of religious daring are dashed by a screenplay that is as muddle-brained and
ultimately as contemptible as anything I've seen in some seasons.
The narrative in The Order concerns a young Catholic priest named Alex
(Heath Ledger) who belongs to a diminishing tradition that rivals the Jesuits
in its pursuit of knowledge. The order's senior authority and educator, Father
Dominic (Francesco Carnelutti), dies at the film's outset, not long after he's
been excommunicated for heresy. It's not clear whether he's committed suicide
or has been murdered. Alex is dispatched to Rome by Cardinal Driscoll (Peter
Weller) to investigate Dominic's death. The Cardinal is a leading candidate
to succeed an ailing Pope, and for reasons that are never clear and ultimately
nonsensical, Driscoll seems to think that his own ascension necessitates Alex's
involvement in the mystery of Dominic's death.
Alex's investigation leads him to conclude that Dominic ended his life with
the assistance of the Sin Eater, an immortal character in the human form of
William Eden (Benno Furmann), and here's where the film gets theologically interesting
and ultimately infuriating. Early in the 16th century, we learn, Eden succeeded
an earlier Sin Eater as an opponent of church rigidity. When those who had been
excommunicated by papal authority lay dying, they might call upon Eden to administer
last rites and secure a passage into paradise that the church by its rulings
denied them. Alex discovers that Dominic sought a pass through the St. Peter's
gates via Eden's intercession, but he also discovers that the Sin Eater always
demands a commission for his services. Commonly, Eden takes his fee in material
lucre. But Dominic, it seems, a priest without earthly possession, has agreed
to render Alex unto Eden, as the latter has become fatigued by 400 years of
difficult service and would like to retire to paradise himself. Eden can only
accomplish this release, however, by handing over the onerous duties of the
Sin Eater to someone else. In part, the film attempts its narrative tension
with the questions of whether or not Alex might be a willing candidate as Eden's
successor and, if not, can he be seduced?
At this point, I must hasten to establish that I was not raised a Catholic
and that there might be elements of Roman reference, criticism and even affirmation
that I have simply missed. I am certainly aware of the sad scandals about sexual
child abuse that have afflicted the Catholic church and the concern of more
progressive forces (with whom I sympathize) about the archaic nature of clerical
celibacy. Lest this believing but not affiliated Baptist be seen as pointing
any finger at Catholics, however, let me say that what seems at one glance the
film's condemnation of institutional Christian hypocrisy rings true to me whether
directed at Catholic or Protestant.
I might bemoan the almost ridiculous opaqueness of this film's narrative developments.
We haven't a clue about the Roman dungeon that Alex and his compadre Thomas
(Mark Addy) enter in pursuit of the truth about Dominic's death. That they seem
to tolerate there the ritual murder of other priests causes us to lose faith
in the entire film's storytelling objectives. Still, as a believer who remains
mightily critical of the institutional church, I remain for a time intrigued
that Helgeland is trying to offer a serious critique of the fundamental way
in which institutional Christian religion has strayed from the radical message
of Jesus Christ. In such hope, however, I am a mere sucker. In the end, I haven't
the vaguest notion of Helgeland's intentions. But I will say with great confidence
that his idea of valid vengeance and absolute moral clarity offend every religious
impulse I hold dear. In short, I started out rooting for this picture even through
its clumsiness, and in the end I denounce it in the strongest possible terms.