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Karen Abercrombie, left, as Miss Clara and Priscilla Shirer as Elizabeth in War Room.David Whitlow

Alex and Stephen Kendrick have a friend in Jesus.

They'd like you to have the same.

To do that, the brothers have made a film so oppressively preachy that Jesus himself reportedly did a sacramental-wine spit take during an early test screening.

The faith-based War Room is so named because life is a battle to be strategized, with, in the case of God's infomercial of a film, a large bedroom closet serving as scripture-plastered command centre.

An affluent African-American family is going through some domestic issues: Husband loses job, daughter is being ignored, mother has a foot-odour situation – the usual. The answer? Submit to a resurrected carpenter.

At one point, snoopy, churchy old Miss Clara disarms a would-be bandit by telling him to put down the knife in the name of Jesus. He does. Hallelujah and so forth.

So ends this Sunday-morning movie.