There are two serious flaws here. First, the moment we meet Brother Anselm we know he's played by a woman (plucked eyebrows, face structure and mannerisms all give it away). This eliminates any question about what is happening to him and somewhat undercuts the drama. And secondly, while Disney has crafted a beautiful-looking film with finely detailed performances, the characters are surprisingly simplistic and uncomplex. They're either good or bad without any shades of grey, with the possible exception of Father Francis (Guilfoyle), the story's narrator who is struggling with his response to the event. And this is a big flaw indeed, because the film is supposedly about faith itself, and yet not one character ever grapples with their beliefs. So in the end it merely becomes a story about how the fear of change leads to deceipt and duplicity. But with an outrageous premise like this, that's surely not the right point to dwell on! As it is, it's a decent enough little film that could have been much, much more.