Orvonton

What I find particularly disturbing about this episodic immersion into the dark depths of depravity is the casual if not concealed manner in which lines of unambiguously blasphemous content is woven into the foul fabric of the dialogue in such a way so as to leave one contemplating whether or not to smile at some non-blasphemous contrivance of comedic intentions before even realizing that they just referred to God (again) as though God was created in hedonistic Hank's sex-addicted image (and sexplicitly sexualizing the Universal Creator in increasingly perverse ways is not something this God-knowing faith-child of the Supreme Being finds to be even vaguely funny). In the grand scheme of things that is etched upon the master blueprint in the multi-layered mind of God, it doesn't really matter what I think about this pessimistically pathetic pool of God-hating bottom-feeders who excrete the blasphemy-stained fruit that oozes forth from the lower extremities of their script-producing black holes in such a despicably disgusting way that even now fills the crumbling cave of Californication's soon-to-be-cancelled show with the decaying echo of what it sounds like to hear a legion of literary losers commit mass spiritual suicide one unspeakably unholy syllable at a time. I mean it's pretty easy to figure out that I am not exactly a fan of spiritually-dead writer-whores who freely choose to spread wide the wobbly legs of their vacuous minds to spasmodically spew forth countless pages of grotesquely descriptive depravities that might gag Lucifer himself. What is far more important than any of that is that each of us let God as we understand God re-write the evolving scripts of our preliminary mortal existence so as to lead us by the lure of love alone into yet another season of continuing progress and adventure that lies just beyond the closing credits of our final scene upon this earthly stage of our shadowy discontent.

You judge a tree by its fruit. This documentary succeeds in letting viewers behold this dark little secret that the Catholic Church hopes you will never find out about: The rotting fruit of their sin-harvest that comes from unspeakably heinous crimes against children that are tolerated by them as being business-as-usual! Love is the desire to do good to others but that is the antithesis of all that the Catholic Church represents as it was portrayed in this documentary and as revealed by fearless journalists all over the world who have courageously accepted the bold challenge to find the truth no matter where it takes them and then tell it like it is.