Aimee Semple McPherson

Dreadfully bad, the acting is so poor it draws attention to what is going on in the film, not that it matters. The quality of the film is grainy and at times blurry. Didn't anyone making the film know how to focus the camera?! It is very amateurishly done. It is clearly evident director Richard Rossi has no idea how to make a film. The camera work seems like it was done by a child, the script is laughable bad. This certainly has to rank among the worst film of the 2000's. The lack of effort to capture the time period - the early 1900's is painfully obvious. This would be an excellent example for a film class and how NOT to make a film.

Is there enough budget to release a DVD???? I'm sure many out here want to have a copy. I'm writing this comment because I've been looking on the internet for over a year to find if there has been a home video release. Just think how many people want to see this film and there evidently has been no progress that I have seen to indicate that there is any production in the works to release a home video. This is about all I can say on the subject. I have long admired Ms McPherson as a spiritual leader and dynamic personality. I've heard recorded sermons and viewed most all other video material that relates to her story. Maybe a grant from SAG should be considered to have this important film available to the general public.

One thing I notice, that has not been mentioned in other reviews, is that the film shows how we all have human and sexual needs, no matter how spiritual or holy we may be. Aimee leaves her husband to follow God's will, but later discovers "God is there spiritually, but He is not there physically." Richard Rossi's character provides the "smell of a real man," and she needs filled up by the fun and frolic he provides.

Overall, the story kept my interest the whole time. There were some reminders the film was done on a small budget, such as the lack of big crowd scenes or extras, and scenes that stay in a two-shot off one camera, rather than cutting to other takes or angles. But Rossi did walk away from a lot of money that would have compromised his vision as a writer, so there is an artistic purity here of an auteur. All the husbands were great. Chad Nadolski, Charles Hoyes, and Richard Rossi. I read an interview in Filmworks magazine where Rossi said the three husbands are the three sides of our nature: spirit or superego (Chad Nadolski as Robert Semple), the mind or ego (Charles Hoyes as Harold McPherson), and the id or impulsive sensual desires (Richard Rossi as David Hutton.)

I have not seen this movie, and I would like to know where I can. The comments were very interesting, but I'm unable to evaluate it myself. I have read about her: the good and the bad, the truth and fiction, but I was fortunate to have heard and listened to her illustrated sermons at Angelus Temple, and sometimes had her as an instructor, while attending L.I.F.E. Bible College in Los Angeles. She was an inspiration to me and thousands of others. I remember in the early forties, when she had been absent from the pulpit due to a tropical disease she had contacted. I was seated in the balcony, when she entered and stood, before making her presence known. She appeared pale and held on to the back of a chair, but when the music began and she walked down the ramp to the platform, she seemed revived, as everyone stood and clapped, greeting the return of their Sister. As a human being, she may have made some mistakes, but the good she did far outweighs anything else. The success of the Foursquare organization today are the results of a farm girl from Canada, who dedicated her life to the Lord. I hope the film portrays the Aimee Semple McPherson I knew.

Bravo to Richard Rossi, producer, director, and writer of 'Aimee Semple McPherson' who also plays a leading role in his film. This remarkable drama based on the real life of the 1920's Pentecostal Evangelist, is a 190 degree turn away from today's glossy commercial film making status-quo. Aimee's life from teens to 40's is compellingly delivered by 21 year old, MIMI MICHAELS, Rossi's casting coup. The young intriguing actor is a rare if not all but extinct breed among her contemporaries. Her performance ascribes to no trappings of the twenty-something blonde pop-culture actors flooding the film market these days. Entirely unselfconscious, she is a unique blend of intelligence, sensitivity, and emotional dexterity. The real-deal classical actor gives us an unaffected 24carat 'Aimee,' exposing the complexities of her psyche, longings, frustrations and doomed attempt for personal happiness, with deft subtlety. Michaels keeps her work fresh and inspired with artfully delicate gestures baring Aimee's instability. It doesn't take us long to fall in love with the mixed-up, naughty, but well intended Aimee. James Kennedy, Aimee's mild mannered father, oft emasculated by his wife, is played by veteran, RANCE HOWARD with wisdom, warmth and tenderness. The chemistry between this father and daughter will be recognized by loving girls and daddies alike. The honesty and comfort Howard and Michaels shared together discloses a relationship that could only be divined as altruistically between Aimee and her Heavenly Father. When Aimee and her controlling mother Minnie, played discerningly by TERES BYRNE

take the screen, again familial chemistry was strong and volatile as well.

When the aggressive mother and Aimee lock horns we all sit a little more rigidly. CHARLES HOYES as Harold McPherson shows his metal as Aimee's woebegone husband in his futile competition with Jesus; or Aimee's calling to do His work. Other notable performances were given by Aimee's closest disciples, Emma and Reba played by ETIENNE ECKERT and LAURIE SHAW.

Although sustained by Mimi Michaels Magnetism, the current 2 hour plus version requires a good half hour chop if it is to see the light of day at the independent film festivals. The story line strays a bit afield in the last half hour but generously returns us to a three tissue ending. In this unpretentious film, purest Richard Rossi has, it seems, almost innocently produced a genre to be followed; making his 'A.S.M.' a reminder that the independent cinema is a great escape from the glossy mega-million dollar manipulative Hollywood flicks. R. Hughes Los Angelos