2011’s Jerusalem Countdown opens with the world on the verge of destruction. Israel and a nuclear-armed Iran are negotiating in Washington and not everyone wants the two countries to be at peace.
In Chicago, Daniel (Carey Scott) watches the news of the summit and then looks out his window as his unfriendly and glowering neighbor comes and goes from his house. Daniel worries that his neighbor is up to something. He could be a member of a terrorist cell! Daniel’s wife (Jaci Velasquez) tells him to stop worrying about things that he can’t control but that’s easier said than done.
FBI agent Eve (Anna Zielinski) is approached by her father (Stacy Keach), a former intelligence agent who warns her that the end times are approaching.
Another intelligence agent, Shane Daughtery (David A.R. White) is contacted by a burned-out arms dealer (Lee Majors), who informs him that a group of terrorists are planning on setting off a series of bombs and plunging the world into war. The arms dealer is assassinated by a man who keeps reciting passages from the Book of Revelations. Meanwhile, CIA bigwig Jack Thompson (a seriously miscast Randy Travis) continually tells Shane that he can’t share too much information with him because it’s all classified….
Jerusalem Countdown is a faith-based film that also tries to be an action film. In fact, I would say that far more emphasis is put on action than on faith. Until the final few minutes of the film, there’s really not much focus put on religion, other than Daniel briefly praying when he finds himself trapped in the neighbor’s house and a scene where a librarian scolds Shane and Eve for not knowing about the Ten Commandments. One major commandments, by the way, is Thou Shalt Not Kill but Shane and Eve manage to kill quite a few people in this film. Of course, they were all bad people and Shane and Eve are trying to keep the world from being plunged into a world war so I’m willing to cut them some slack.
The cast, as you may have noticed, has a number of familiar faces in it. It’s largely a nostalgia cast, the type that’s designed to make people over the age of 60 say, “Lee Majors is in this!” With the exception of Randy Travis, none of the “stars” have a particularly large role. One gets the feeling that Stacy Keach filmed his scenes in a handful of hours, collected his paycheck, and then got out of there. It’s amazing to me that Eric Roberts is somehow not in this film.
As for the film itself, it’s competently made and David A.R. White is one of the better actors amongst the Pureflix regulars. (White has even managed to maintain a semblance of dignity through five God’s Not Dead films.) That said, the film itself moves a bit slowly and the low-budget keeps the action from being as memorable as it could be. There’s a cool helicopter crash but otherwise, it’s never as exciting as it obviously wants to be and there’s a lot — and I do mean A LOT — of filler-type scenes of people talking on their phones while driving from one location to another. The plot itself feels a bit muddled and there’s a lot of loose ends left dangling, as if the film was meant to be a set up for a sequel that never came.
Through the Shattered Lens 