Thanks for ruining an old favorite. Kidding. Your points are well-taken.
OK, my turn. In A League of Their Own, members of the women’s baseball team show up at Confession. Madonna’s character, reputed for her, um, ill repute, leaves the confessional smugly for her penance.
The priest bursts out of the confessional, sweating and horrified and leaving it to the viewer’s imagination what awful, (and probably sexual), sins she committed.
First of all, truly contrite people don’t look as smug as Madonna. Second, Confession is a non-judgmental process. Priests don’t slam down Bibles to scold you. (Did they pre-Vatican II, asks this Gen-Xer?)
And finally, sorry-not-sorry, you can’t shock a priest like that. In fact, you can’t shock a priest at all. They’ve heard it all.