| "The Book of Daniel" (which debuted Jan. 6 on NBC) is a series which has received a fair amount of praise from some critics, and a fair amount of criticism (some might say bashing) from some religious and family-themed organizations. My own view? Let's first set the stage:
Aidan Quinn plays Father Daniel Webster, an Episcopalian priest, pastor of a New England parish who is partial to Vicodin, husband to Judith (Susannah Thompson) who is rather unhinged, father to Peter (who is gay and out of the closet but who does not want to lead the parade), Adam (of Chinese ancestry that the Websters adopted and who is very horny) and Grace (who was just busted and bailed out of jail for selling marijuana). Daniel's own father is a bishop; his wife has Alzheimer's so he's having an affair with the female bishop.
Then, Daniel's sister-in-law's husband Charlie (we don't get to see him) has run off with $3 million from the school building fund so Daniel goes to see Father Frank, a Catholic priest with ties to the mob, to find Charlie and get the money back (OK, not the mob, just construction companies). At first, Charlie's wife thought he had run off with the secretary; but no, he's dead. So the young lady secretary moves in with Charlie's wife for a while, but that doesn't last long.
There is a problem with this show, and it's not what the American Family Association has been decrying ever since they saw the commercials for it. The show isn't even a little bit funny and the drama was not believable.
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And let's not forget Jesus --- not "the good old plastic Jesus" (title of a book by Earnest Larsen, 1968) sitting on the bookshelf and looking down on the kids at night, but the real thing, who gently persists in nagging Daniel about his Vicodin dependency, those little headache pills he gets from Canada and is now sharing with the lady bishop.
A friend of mine said that maybe the title of the show should be "Desperate Clergy." To me, it seemed like all of Wisteria Lane had moved into Webster's rectory. Maybe the writers (all four of them) took their inspiration for the show from Stephen Vincent Benet's "The Devil and Daniel Webster"; if so, the writers had better hurry and make "The Book of Daniel" as clever.
There is a problem with this show, and it's not what the American Family Association has been decrying ever since they saw the commercials for it (they started their "anti" campaign before ever seeing it; how to lose credibility in one easy step is to start a knee-jerk reaction before you even see the thing). The show isn't even a little bit funny and the drama was not believable.
The only character I liked was Daniel himself (sorry, Jesus) but that's because I like Aidan Quinn. There was no dramatic arc in the episode: it was like a linear shopping list of dysfunctions (all of which are possible) escalating in the poor rectory to the boiling point. But there was no boiling point. Everything's OK, except the missing money, so what is the point?
Theologically, it is one thing "to accept" (the name of this episode was "Acceptance") but quite another "to surrender." The former denotes passivity; the latter, action. This show, to be authentic, needs some love-in-action, not just acquiescence. Ho-hum.
Christianity
exists for the sake of people with dysfunctions; dysfunctional
people make life worth living because they are interesting
(I think producer Barbara Hall said that once). Jesus and
dysfunctional people --- well, all sinners and flawed human
beings --- are friends. But Jesus always invites us to do
better, to go beyond ourselves; here, Jesus was like toast.
(Oh, for "Joan of Arcadia's" God to return… but we let that
show slip away through apathy; shame on us.)
My bet is that the writers know about religion (or they have good consultants) so they get the terminology right, the imagery (the stained glass window effect is very creative) and maybe the vestments. They certainly nailed the sins and smorgasbord morality of that part of our culture that is Christian-flavored.
But there's no deeply felt life here, it doesn't have a point of view, and that's why the two-hour premiere didn't quite work for me. Daughter of St. Paul Sister Rose Pacatte is director of Pauline Books and Media, Culver City, and co-author of the "Lights, Camera, Faith!" Movie Lectionary Series.
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