The End Times are upon us. It's about time. The congregants of the Third Baptist Church of Uncertain, Texas are only certain about two things; the rapture is definitely happening sometime in the next two hours (the Bible Math checks out), and two hours is not enough time to squeeze every single drop of life from this wicked, wonderful world. But some of them will try.
Raptured is a fresh farce, part Boeing, Boeing, part The Last Picture Show, full of love triangles, mistaken identities, a puckish youth pastor, a Preacher on a dubious mission, lots of doors, and, of course, deeply irrevocable existential longing. When the clock is ticking, sometimes who you are and what you really want is the greatest revelation of all.
The End Times are upon us. It's about time. The congregants of the Third Baptist Church of Uncertain, Texas are only certain about two things; the rapture is definitely happening sometime in the next two hours (the Bible Math checks out), and two hours is not enough time to squeeze every single drop of life from this wicked, wonderful world. But some of them will try.
Raptured is a fresh farce, part Boeing, Boeing, part The Last Picture Show, full of love triangles, mistaken identities, a puckish youth pastor, a Preacher on a dubious mission, lots of doors, and, of course, deeply irrevocable existential longing. When the clock is ticking, sometimes who you are and what you really want is the greatest revelation of all.
The End Times are upon us. It's about time. The congregants of the Third Baptist Church of Uncertain, Texas are only certain about two things; the rapture is definitely happening sometime in the next two hours (the Bible Math checks out), and two hours is not enough time to squeeze every single drop of life from this wicked, wonderful world. But some of them will try.
Raptured is a fresh farce, part Boeing, Boeing, part The Last Picture Show, full of love triangles, mistaken identities, a puckish youth pastor, a Preacher on a dubious mission, lots of doors, and, of course, deeply irrevocable existential longing. When the clock is ticking, sometimes who you are and what you really want is the greatest revelation of all.