An abysmally produced and edited, stultifyingly boring documentary about a dismal group of "Christian" hypocrites who make their money counting cards at the blackjack tables of casinos — and frequently get tossed out on their ignoble behinds. Don't be fooled by the glowing ten-star reviews by one-review critics who clearly have a stake in the success of the film — this is as bad as it gets. The interviews with these miscreants — who essentially avoid having to do real work by spending their lives gambling in casinos — are endless and repetitive. They keep blathering the same self-serving excuses for their loutishness ad infinitum. The only few seconds approaching drama comes toward the end when one of the hypocrites is exposed as a thief, siphoning off the profits. What did they expect! Isn't it Psalms 337 that says "Lay thyself down with dogs and get thyself fleas"? Suffice it to say, if you re-edited this and threw all the interviews up in the air and edited them into the film wherever they fell, there would be no difference in the end product. And like most gamblers, the card-counting holy men are about the most snooze-inducing flat-affect zeroes you will ever encounter in film or real life. Who cares what they think or what their excuses are? They're nothing but garden variety hypocrites whose belief systems can encompass any aberration so long as there's something it it for them. Nothing to see here, folks. Move along.
