Sometimes
Hollywood gets it right and Christians just don’t get it. I
was chatting with someone who should have known better, what
with them being a church-going Christian and all, who was
able to critique the new Iron Man movie starring
Robert Downey, Jr. as playboy cum superhero Tony Stark.
Their assessment of the movie was that it was kinda violent
(it was) but that it should not have included as much sex
and drinking in the life of the billionaire playboy.
Excuse me,
but this is a modern version of a Prodigal Son story. If the
prodigal has no sin to repent of, then we might as well skip
it and go straight to the “Self-Righteous Older Brother”
story. I think a lot of Christians would be far more
comfortable with that one than the newly re-minted parable
our Lord tells in Luke 15. I think the individual’s concern
with portraying sinful people as truly sinful is typical
evangelical antipathy to honest portrayals of Prodigal Son
stories.
Ever since
reading The Cross and the Switchblade by David
Wilkerson alongside Run, Baby, Run by Nicky Cruz, two
different books that told the same story from very different
perspectives, I have noticed that Evangelicals seem
disinclined to portray sin anywhere nearly as sinfully as
the Bible does. The sinners themselves are brutally honest
with what they have been saved from, as Nicky Cruz was in
his autobiography. The preachers and Christian critics,
however, seem to dance around the topic of sin and back away
from describing it in terms even mildly suggestive of its
utter depravity. Granted, the Luke 15 passage does not go
into detail, but there are plenty of other stories in the
Bible far more racy than Tony Stark’s casual dalliances or
intemperate alcohol swilling. The point is that we seem to
quail when sinners are portrayed doing what they do
naturally – sinning. I would hate to think what Christians
would do if they ever saw an accurate biography of John
Newton on the screen. If we cannot show sin as being
exceeding sinful, then what does that say for our grace? It
certainly would not be amazing. Newton wrote of being saved
in a wretched state. Iron Man portrays at worst a
greedy playboy hedonist with callous disregard for what
happens to his products once they are sold. Hardly a vile,
vicious wretch like Newton was. Yet some fundagelicals will
fault the picture for portraying the untransformed Tony
Stark as moderately wicked by society’s standards. Frankly,
this could have been a tremendous plot point in its favor
had Stark been more evil than he was with a more stunning
transformation. Imagine the gospel message of a Steven King
villain finding salvation in the redemptive power of Christ
who saves from the guttermost to the uttermost.
But I
digress. Iron Man is full of violence, but most of it
is directed at the lead character and those he cares about.
The movie opens with a scene where the billionaire playboy
is demonstrating his latest weapon, the Jericho missile, and
on his way back from the demonstration in an unnamed Middle
Eastern Islamic country, he is abducted by terrorists who
nearly kill him, ironically, (no pun intended) with Stark
industries weapons.
The
terrorists keep Stark locked in a cave for three months
where he is supposed to be building a Jericho
missile of their own, presumably because they cannot acquire
one themselves, despite the fact that they seem to have
every other gadget, gizmo, and weapon manufactured by Stark
Industries cached in their mountain hideout. This is only
one of the unexplained plot holes, but I have a feeling we
will be getting more back story in the sequel (which already
has a scheduled release date of April 30, 2010). What Stark
does instead is create a suit of armor that he uses to
escape thanks to flamethrowers and jet power.
However,
the real plot hinges not on the special effects and cool
gadgetry (although there was enough of that to satisfy my
son) but on the transformation of Tony Stark from a
womanizing, arrogant, weapons manufacturer to someone who
wants to help humanity rather than harm it. To that end, he
takes Stark industries out of the weapons business, much to
the chagrin of his COO, Obadiah Stane (Jeff Bridges) and
stockholders. This change of heart is more than a metaphor
in the movie. In order to keep Stark alive after his
capture, an imprisoned physician had implanted into Stark’s
chest is a device, hooked up to a car battery that kept
embedded shrapnel from piercing his heart. Stark, ever the
engineer, creates a smaller power-producing implant that
looks like a headlight that keeps his heart beating. This
device becomes integral to the plot and shapes the story,
proving that Tony Stark really does have a change of heart.
And every
good Prodigal Son story also has the account of the older
brother who is neither part of the transformation, nor
approving of it. Iron Man follows the biblical
narrative in this regard and the final conflict in the movie
pits the evil of betrayal and self interest against Stark’s
new-found humanity. It turns out that the real evil of the
movie is a self-righteousness that is always uglier than
repentance, and personal interest above meeting the needs of
others.
The movie
is definitely deserving of its PG-13 rating due to its frank
portrayal of Stark’s hedonism and the fairly graphic
violence that isn’t afraid to show some blood. What the
movie really deserves is a close look from those who
appreciate the use of metaphor and symbolism to convey an
archetypal story in a popular fashion. I give it two thumbs
up and will be looking to make this one part of my DVD
collection when it is available.