Unbearably awful Christian presuppositionalism aside, I had to at least give this one a 2 for some interesting use of metaphor (falling elevator, train tracks as allegories to Hell.). I feel like the actors did the best job they could; their performances were generally passable, and probably the best that could be expected given the script they had to work with and the stiff caricatures of political positions they were meant to portray. That said, the entire movie was a glorified framing device for Ray Comfort's prefilmed man-on-the-street interviews. Not even God's Not Dead was THIS masturbatory. A collection of tired clichés and preaching to the choir that has nothing to offer to anyone not already in the same camp as Comfort himself.
Review of Audacity
