The Word

I loved reading Irwin Wallace's novel upon which this miniseries is based. Given the modest ratings I was not expecting a masterpiece, but something that would do justice to the novel. Unfortunately what I have seen is an atrocious disservice to the novel. The character of the bitter yet inquisitive Steve Randall, a doubting Thomas after the signs of faith, was reduced to a rambling drunkard without any nuances. The stony face of David Janssen is enough to put you off. Other characters like the fat cat publisher George Wheeler, who uses Steve's quest for faith as the bait to get him enlisted and then ultimately uses the stick to prod him, has hardly any of those characteristics from the novel. The relationship between Steve and his pastor father, his crumbling marriage are not explored at all. That would give a credible face to Steve's decision to become PR man for the Resurrection Two. Instead what we got is a utterly boring three hours without any passion or drive. I sincerely hope someone else would adapt this thrilling novel again to the small screen, while retaining its vibrancy.

I bought THE WORD in a two-tape VHS rental set about 12 years ago for $4.99 - and, I'm glad I did. I'd never heard of this miniseries before, let alone seen it... but, when I popped it in - it made my head spin and, until reading reviews here on IMDb I had no idea what I saw was a mere shadow of the genuine, unedited article. MENTAL NOTE: READ THE BOOK!! When I liquidated my old VHS library, I also recorded new DVD discs... but THE WORD got lost in the shuffle until tonight - and so I am now watching my old, forgotten disc as I write this review. I haven't seen this title in around 5 years.

It's good, but evocative of the late 80's style of TV-miniseries. Now: that's not such a bad thing - since some really great films came from that period from some really fine books, whose story lines simply screamed for a longer, more dedicated approach in their adaptation to prime-time-major-sponsor-TV-fare. This was not cheap and pretty risky for all networks, but CBS bit the bullet and produced THE WORD. But, long protracted location shoots ate up much of the budget which is why effects were usually specious and the lead actors well past their prime. THE WORD was no exception.

The PLUS? The subject matter! Today can you imagine a miniseries seriously challenging the authenticity of the Holy Bible? And, you know: -as I keep one eye on my adjacent monitor- the quality of THE WORD isn't half-bad. The storyline is clearly shredded which only angers me when I realize there was TWICE this much footage originally aired. WHY has it been suppressed and by WHOM? Or: do I even need to pose that question? Now I want to see the complete, unedited version of this too-forgotten miniseries! Oh, sure: I'll read the book in the meantime... but if anyone has the original broadcast version of THE WORD recorded and stuck away somewhere... something tells me they may be sitting on a goldmine.

This review is not of the full mini-series but of its greatly reduced version which was issued as a video. I had the old video sitting around for many years and decided I should finally watch it because of its obviously interesting content. I did not bother to check the running time and was amazed when it went on and on, lasting more than three hours (188 minutes). But even then I could tell that it had been savagely edited down, with whole chunks torn out, as there were so many discontinuities, sudden changes, character motivations and development lacking, and so on. I estimated it must have lost at least half an hour. But when I later checked the IMDb listing I saw that it was a cut down version of an eight-hour mini-series (480 minutes). That means that nearly five hours had been cut out. No wonder so much of the story made no sense! It had originally been shown on television in four two-hour episodes. So that is the first thing to make clear. Many of the actors billed for the film barely appear at all, such as John McEnery and Roland Culver. Others are completely eliminated from the video version, such as Nehemiah Persoff, who played a monk on Mount Athos (in the cut version the footage shot at Mount Athos, which must have been fascinating and rare, has been cut out entirely). The story is based on a best-selling novel by Irving Wallace, of the same title. The subject matter could not be more fascinating and relevant. However, the film is so badly made that it was a wasted effort. The main thing wrong with it was the catastrophic miscasting of David Janssen as the lead actor. His miscasting must go down in cinema history as one of the worst examples of bad judgement on the part of any director and producer that anyone could ever think of. He blunders and blusters his way through the story with his gruff, rude, and abrasive manner as if he were a hard-boiled detective investigating a murder in a crime thriller in Los Angeles. Nothing could be less suited to this particular film. What a terrible loss of a chance to bring a subject like this to public attention! The story concerns the discovery of a new gospel, a Gospel according to James. The New Testament was written in Greek, and the Gnostic gospels survive mostly in Coptic translations of the Greek, but in the story, the text discovered in the ruins of Ostia Antiqua, the ancient port of Rome, is an autograph manuscript on papyrus written in Aramaic. (No other biblical text survives in an Aramaic manuscript today, even though Aramaic was the language actually spoken by Jesus and his circle.) The James of this gospel is the brother of Jesus, and his tale says that Jesus did not die when he was crucified, but survived after being taken down from the cross. He went on living and preaching, including at Rome, for many years. The film contradicts itself, at one point saying he lived to be 52 and at another point saying he lived to be 54. Then he was crucified again and this time he really did die. James describes witnessing his miraculous ascent to Heaven. This may sound like really wild fiction, but I should point out that the Gospel of Judas was only published for the first time in 2006, and it is merely the latest in a series of previously unknown gospels discovered since 1947. (Most of these are part of the huge collection known as the Nag Hammadi Texts, of which I have a complete collection of the volumes with both Coptic and English on facing pages.) It is well known to biblical scholars that at the time of the Emperor Constantine there were about 200 gospels, or purported gospels, about Jesus, and that for simplicity's sake in constructing his new state religion, he and his associates and successors burnt all but the four which they kept for canonical purposes, and which are now in the New Testament. The oldest surviving gospel, which was discovered in Coptic in Egypt, is believed to be the Gospel of Thomas. It consists entirely of sayings of Jesus (including many previously unknown ones) and contains no story line at all. As far as the New Testament goes, one needs to point out that more than 5,000 manuscripts of it survive, each slightly different from the others, and that there are more than 200,000 textual variations known to scholars. Simple believers are never told about this, because it causes problems, as in matters of religion the slightest textual variation can have huge consequences, and hence these are mostly suppressed. There are other problems where Jesus is concerned. For instance, Nazareth did not exist in his day, and the 'Jesus of Nazareth' of the canonical Bible was invented as a substitute designation to replace 'Jesus the Nazarene' (Iesos Nazarenos), in order to prevent people asking the embarrassing question: What is a Nazarene? Nazarene comes from the Aramaic word 'nazar', which means truth. (This word does not exist in Hebrew.) In other words, many liberties were taken with Christian texts centuries after the time of Jesus, and the reports in some of the 'lost' and some of the surviving Jewish texts as well that Jesus did not actually die when he was crucified have also been suppressed. Wallace cleverly revives this tradition in his story. The mysteries concerning Christianity are not merely divine ones, there are many earthly ones which are inconvenient to all concerned. Wallace really stirred things up, but this unsatisfactory film did little justice to the subject matter, as it is such a mess, and the lead protagonist, David Janssen, is so appallingly offensive and oafish. There were many good performances in the film, but they could not save it, and also, one really does need the full intact version.

I saw the original uncut version on UK television in the late 1970s, an intriguing drama which looked at how the history and story of Christianity could be manipulated given sufficient determination and resources, and it did this long before the Dan Brown novels tackled the idea. The VHS version (on sale via third parties on Amazon and claiming to be unedited) is a completely butchered and dreadful version which is not worth spending money on, as the edits actually remove the explanation and real ending. The original miniseries was actually very good and quite compelling. The cut-down version rates no better than 2 out of 10. PLEASE, if anyone has a copy of the full miniseries, please release it to the world - I, among many others, would gladly pay for this. And I would gladly rate that as at least 8 out of 10. It would be a fitting tribute to the acting skills of Janssen to do so.

On the one hand this dull, uneven mini-series is packaged like some kind of thriller. However, the only action sequence in over three hours is somewhat less than thrilling and feels as if it were added merely for purposes of the trailer.

I would suspect that the book, which I've not read, is more concerned with questions of faith, both religious and personal, but unsurprisingly this mainstream adaptation skates over such thorny issues.

What we get instead is David Janssen travelling the world like a theological Philip Marlowe, meeting various experts who tell us little or nothing regarding the authenticity of the 'Word.' The extracts of this new gospel that we do hear are so mundane and under-whelming that the resultant palaver has no credibility whatsoever.

The conclusion, when it finally arrives, is hopelessly contrived and nonsensical with the motivations of key characters left unclear. Furthermore, the idea that an ageing Janssen is some kind of 'babe magnet' is just impossible to swallow. As is the rest of this dull and pointless mess.