Dead Man Walking (1995)
A film that gracefully tackles the combination of three topics: religion, trauma, punisment.
It's not bags of fun and it's not a film that's going to please everyone (certainly not in this day and age) but overall I find it intelligent and as restraint as possible considering the heavy subject matter.
The religious aspect is the most intriguing one because it raises the question "how bad do I have to be before Jesus turns his back on me?"
Or, at what point does a life become completely worthless?
I was reminded of what Sister Peter Marie said in an episode of OZ.
"God is not where he's wanted, he is where he's needed".
I guess it makes sense that nobody needs it
more than an evil, dehumanised person.
The story makes it clear (enough) that this is not about the redemption of Poncelet, it's about confession. I feel the moment when he vocally owns up to his crime isn't really about him, it's more like a closure for his victims. At that point it was the only and also most needed thing he could do, and what happens to him afterwards isn't important.
Based on real-life experiences by Helen Prejean, and part of the story deals with her opinion on capital punishment which slightly undermines the dilemma caused by religious choices.
When you choose that kind of life, are you in a postion to say "no" when someone asks for help (or just a moment of your time), even if that person appears to be rotten to the core? Is it humanly possible to follow the example of Jesus Christ?