As someone who dutifully made her first communion and confirmation but hasn't been to mass in some time (these day I'm more at home in a laid-back Presbyterian church), it was hard to figure out just what I felt as I joined Smith on this wild ride. And who could blame me? It's a fine line between making a point and making fun, and "Dogma" seems to have a hard time making up it's mind just what it wants to do.
First there's "The Buddy Christ," a statue of a goofy, cheerful savior giving his followers a holy "thumbs-up." The film's fictitious "Catholicism Wow!" group wants to use him to replace the "depressing" crucified version Then there are Matt Damon (Loki) and Ben Affleck (Bartleby) as foul-mouthed fallen angels, Salma Hayek as a muse-stripper named Serendipity, and Linda Fiorentino (Bethany) as an abortion clinic worker who's angry at God and just happens to be Jesus' great-great-grandniece. Add to that Chris Rock as the forgotten 13th Apostle (he claims he was left out of the Bible because he's black) and recurring Smith characters Jay and Silent Bob (as prophets!?), and that's a lot to take in before you're even halfway through your popcorn.
Despite all that, "Dogma" makes some good points. All throughout the Bible God uses misfits and the woefully messed up to do His work. It's a comforting characteristic that makes us fallible humans go, "Wow! If God can use that guy, there must be hope for me." The movie also offers food for thought when Serendipity makes the accusation that "you people don't celebrate your faith, you mourn it." Add to that Bartleby's observation that humans have it pretty good, what with God giving us everything, yet some of us don't even believe.
Whatever you hold true, Smith's erratic, irreverent "Dogma" will have you reexamining it. And that's not a bad thing, since you'll no doubt find yourself rethinking what's really important as leave the theater. For a movie that doesn't take itself too seriously, that's quite an accomplishment.