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What the hell was that?
It’s bad enough that you decide to write creepy religious propaganda for children in the first place. But there’s barely even an attempt at a plot to disguise the disgraceful
proselytising.
Pretty much nothing happens for 120 pages, whilst we follow the world’s most boring girl doing chores, buying Christmas presents and lecturing adults about Jesus. There’s a lot of fuss about the creepy youth Jesus group and their decision to drop their usual Nativity Play in favour of a play about the birth of Jesus. Which is exactly what I thought a Nativity Play WAS in the first place. So no real idea what was happening there, or why I should care. Also, some idiots play a joke with a weird Baby Jesus doll, which is of precisely no consequence.
After page after page of the most boring book I have ever read, the ultimate point of the story is that the only two characters who were not already confirmed Christians suddenly decide on the strength of a terrible children’s play that they do believe in Jesus after all. This embarrassing straw-man wish-fulfilment could only appeal to the smuggest and most self-satisfied of arrogant evangelisers.
Pathetic, offensive, insulting and mind-numbingly banal.
It’s bad enough that you decide to write creepy religious propaganda for children in the first place. But there’s barely even an attempt at a plot to disguise the disgraceful
proselytising.
Pretty much nothing happens for 120 pages, whilst we follow the world’s most boring girl doing chores, buying Christmas presents and lecturing adults about Jesus. There’s a lot of fuss about the creepy youth Jesus group and their decision to drop their usual Nativity Play in favour of a play about the birth of Jesus. Which is exactly what I thought a Nativity Play WAS in the first place. So no real idea what was happening there, or why I should care. Also, some idiots play a joke with a weird Baby Jesus doll, which is of precisely no consequence.
After page after page of the most boring book I have ever read, the ultimate point of the story is that the only two characters who were not already confirmed Christians suddenly decide on the strength of a terrible children’s play that they do believe in Jesus after all. This embarrassing straw-man wish-fulfilment could only appeal to the smuggest and most self-satisfied of arrogant evangelisers.
Pathetic, offensive, insulting and mind-numbingly banal.