Come Sunday (2018)

Come Sunday is special because it treats a crisis of faith not as a scandal to gawk at, but as a human reckoning—and Chiwetel Ejiofor carries that weight with a preacher’s command and an actor’s quiet, devastating precision. Joshua Marston directs with a steady, compassionate eye, letting the movie breathe in the spaces between sermons: the private doubts, the strained loyalties, and the courage it takes to keep speaking when the room turns cold. The vibe is thoughtful and intimate rather than melodramatic, with Martin Sheen and Danny Glover adding a grounded gravity that makes the spiritual and personal stakes feel real. It won’t be for everyone—especially if you want a tidy, triumphant religious drama—but if you’re drawn to stories about conscience, conviction, and the cost of telling an unpopular truth, it’s deeply worth your time.

Come Sunday is aiming for a thoughtful, respectful portrait of a preacher who risks everything to follow his conscience, and it treats the subject with a calm, earnest seriousness. The problem is that the filmmaking often feels too polite: the script and direction can come off bland and emotionally muted, as if the story’s biggest theological and cultural shockwaves are happening off-screen. If you want a hard-hitting drama with sharp debate, messy conflict, and escalating stakes, this may feel detached and oddly conventional for such a provocative premise. Still, Chiwetel Ejiofor brings real dignity and quiet intensity, so if you’re drawn to introspective faith dramas and don’t need fireworks, it can be a decent, low-key watch.