The performances feel unadorned by affect or any contrivance. It's simply the emotions and the words that matter, offered up to contemplate in a meditative cinematic state.
At a time when cynical, pandering 'faith-based' movies have gained an extraordinary foothold at the box office, it should be exhilarating to see a genuinely provocative movie about the trials and tribulations of Jesus Christ. It isn't.
"Last Days in the Desert" soon expands into a meditation on such themes as fathers and sons, family responsibilities, trust, destiny and death ...
Is it scripture? No. Is it flawed, struggling, human? Yes.
Ultimately "Last Days in the Desert" never quite hits its stride as either an art piece or a biblical variation.
A quietly compelling portrait of the human side of Jesus, wrestling with his doubts while wandering through the Judean desert.
Cinematographer Emmanuel Lubezki, who used only available light, imbues the rugged landscape with an otherworldly majesty.
Last Days in the Desert is the most intelligent, engaging film about Jesus since The Last Temptation of Christ.
Garcia's reluctance to go overboard supernaturally, and his commitment to relative good taste -- save for one fart joke, not kidding -- take an already lean parable and render it stingy.