As much as I understand that the character portrayal must be accurate, sometimes, the language grates on my nerves. I watched as the characters also showed a lack of respect and total disregard for the other people in the movie.
The harshness and crudeness was a turnoff, but I continued to watch hoping there would be something redeeming in the movie. Would they pull it out in the end? Would the end justify the means to get there?
Understand, I was having a hard time hearing most of what was being said because I had sinus issues at the time and my head was clogged, but what I did hear was not pleasant by any means. And my favorite character went from a respectful, hard-working professional to total debauchery having connected and identified with a local counterpart.
In one scene, the rougher of the two becomes surprised that the mild-mannered one actually follows through with one of the rough one’s threats to the “bad guys.” (What did she expect with all the bravado in her actions where she was trying to “help” the mild one become more like her?)
All that aside, they got the job done in the end and both characters changed with the rough one becoming a little less rough and the mild one becoming a little more outspoken.
Now, I don’t say all of this to imply that I am perfect. I have let a few choice words fall from my lips on occasion. You know, when I have told a child to put a wrapper in the trash for the 12,000th time – OK, I exaggerate it was the 11,999th time – and the wrapper has found a home on every conceivable spot on the kitchen counters and stove and cutting board table doing a dance about the room.
Each time I call him back, he smiles, chuckles and says, “Oh, sorry,” and I think we are done with it, only to find the wrapper somewhere else and I have to call him back to stand over him and watch as he puts it in the trash.
I grow weary at such constant vigilance for one scrap of paper! But it is not just paper. He has a multitude of “Oh, sorry” incidents for me. (Breathe, breathe, it’s OK. The paper found its home.)
But I know this child and he requires this type of vigilance because he is very right-brained in a house full of left-brainers.
So why am I saying all of this besides a little venting? Well, I think of the speech issues. We hear more and more colorful speech coming from folks nowadays and are beginning to think of it as more normal than not.
Used to be a time some of the language would make us blush at the very least. But the Bible has this to say regarding our speech, “And do not swear by your head, for you are not able to make a single hair white or black. Let your Yes be simply Yes, and your No be simply No; anything more than that comes from the evil one.” (Matthew 5:37-38)
I think it has to do with getting to the basics of self-control, dignity and respect and treating others as we wish to be treated.
Personally, I am thankful that God is not done with me yet. I know there is a lot of room for improvement and I continue to strive for a more Christ-like behavior until the day He calls me home.