Warning: The following excerpt contains material that may offend or potentially anger some Christians
While this is not my intention, I feel an obligation to announce this upfront so that people can make an informed decision about whether to proceed
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This is an excerpt from a project I'm working on about what popular films may tell us about the Christian God:
Reel Theology: 1984 (1984)
How Emmanuel Goldstein Exposes God’s “war”
The Two Minutes Hate is a daily ritual in Oceania. In a society that demands absolute conformity, this is the one sanctioned moment where the wretched populace is allowed—encouraged—to curse the world that oppresses them.
Images of endless war, filthy citizens and crumbling infrastructure fill the telescreen before giving way to the man responsible for it all:
Emmanuel Goldstein.
A collective rage detonates. Books, shoes, and anything at hand fly furiously at the image. A catharsis of obscenity-driven fury engulfs the room, rising to a screaming crescendo before vanishing as suddenly as it began.
With martial music now swelling behind them — triumphant and unceasingly loud — the hatred drains from every face. Hands once clenched in violence now interlock in unison. The crowd stands as one to welcome their deliverer, their protector, the eternal guardian who shields them from Goldstein and every evil he embodies: Big Brother.
What would happen to this ritual if Goldstein were somehow neutralized, or the unending war finally won?
The answer reveals why neither outcome is ever permitted.
The war is not meant to be won. It is meant to be continued. It serves as the Party’s perfect mechanism: a horrific enemy perpetually at the gates, and a benevolent Big Brother forever pushing him back.
The same grim logic governs the spiritual war described in the Bible. Here, too, victory would be disastrous—for the struggle itself is necessary to maintain the structure. In the absence of conflict, Big Brother is diminished.
Just as in Oceania, constant reminders proclaim the war is nearly won. Jesus is “coming soon” to dry every tear, right every wrong and restore what was lost.
But unlike Oceania, God canwin His war at any time.
So why doesn’t He?
The Two Minutes Hate supplies the answer.
It is the perpetual war that drives people to run, not walk into Big Brother’s arms.
The twisted evil of Goldstein is necessary to make the loving figure of Big Brother shine by contrast.
The promise of ultimate victory keeps the people engaged, patiently awaiting the good news.
While they wait, their attention, yearning and dependence flow without interruption through God’s most prized method of communication: prayer.
In a world of eternal peace, prayer itself would be the ultimate casualty.
No more desperate pleas to heal sick children. No more cries for help with money, employment or safety. No need to beg for courage against an invisible enemy.
With all things finally as they should be, the well of supplication immediately runs dry.
What remains is an unending chorus of “How Great Thou Art” echoing through the halls of Heaven in an infinite, unchanging loop — hardly a replacement for the billions of silenced voices God had grown so accustomed to.
God has arranged the world exactly as He intended and has no cause to change it.
The war was never meant to be won
It was meant to be continued.
Forever.