Fox is dead, welcome to the Disney era of 20th Century, now a "new" studio whose name is literally nothing more than admitting its own regression. This movie is technically before that, but still you can forget any frequency for masterworks like Widows and Bridge of Spies, we're on to fake representation and fake progressive themes.
It's fitting that this begins Fox's unfortunate more corporate new era. I don't have a beef with faith films, but most of the things this thinks are clever are not.
Josh Lucas has evolved from discount McConaughey to discount Patrick Wilson. Lateral move, but the dude rules. Chrissy Metz gives one of the most unenjoyable and infuriating performances I've ever seen, and the movie just replays the same note for her about fifteen times.
Oscar-nominated song: it's bad, even amid this year's bad category.