It's hard to imagine a nun ever becoming a saint, or a monk. Sainthood relies (right?) on work in the outside world, among fellow human beings. One of the things I think so many stories like this one get wrong is the way they paint "saintly" characters as so absorbed by God that they become islands in the sea of humanity. In this movie, Joan delivers a soliloquy in which she speaks of all the things a life in prison would not offer her, and it's all wind and lambs and sunlight -- nothing really about other people. Comes off as self-absorbed at best, and more probably simply selfish.
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