Film

The Sword and the Cross

Name: The Sword and the Cross
Genre: Drama, History
Released: 1958
Cast: Yvonne De Carlo, Jorge Mistral, Rossana Podestà, Massimo Serato, Andrea Aureli

Period drama

A 1958 Italian Biblical drama where Yvonne De Carlo's Mary Magdalene confronts her past as a woman of ill repute, caught between her brother's moral disapproval and the possibility of redemption. Earnest, theatrically mounted, and visibly made on a modest budget, it's sincere about spiritual transformation even when the dialogue clangs. Designed for viewers drawn to vintage religious cinema who don't mind creaky production values.

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