Smurfs Christian Review
The Smurfs (2025) — , new flavor, but the same old blue cuteness that touches the heart.
Everyone is back—Papa Smurf, Smurfette, Brainy, Clumsy… all friends. And yes, Gargamel too. Earlier, I used to laugh just by seeing him—he was a cartoon villain type, right? But this time something is different. There is something secretly dangerous in him. From the outside it seems that everything is fine, chill, but something fast is going on inside. He is thinking of destroying the whole Smurf village.
But the real game is not outside the village, it is inside the world of emotions. There is something hidden inside everyone-ego, jealousy, insecurity. And all these appear in such a way that you start laughing, but they also force you to think a little.
Clumsy keeps falling again, Brainy keeps making everyone understand that everything is wrong, Smurfette keeps enjoying her identity. Everyone is imperfect. But when they stand up for each other… it feels like not just friendship is being formed on the screen, but a real community is being formed. Just like Acts 2—everyone lives together, without any ego.
And Smurfette… uff friend, her journey is very soft, but it touches the heart. Again and again she asks—“Who am I?” And every time in that question a small truth gets hidden which seems heavy. Her past does not go away, but she creates her own identity. Exactly the feeling like 1 Peter 2:9—“A journey from darkness to light.”
And Gargamel? Yes, he is a cartoon villain… but if you look carefully, he is everything that the world presents to us every day—divide-and-rule, the intoxicating effect of power, the web of logic.
But the Smurfs’ answer is simple—staying connected, trust, and love. No drama, no fake things. Just real love. As 1 John 4:18 says—“Perfect love casts out fear.”
For kids? Absolutely safe. No shady jokes, no cringe-worthy moments. Just a little action, a little laughter, and a lot of warmth.
But the real magic happens when after the movie you sit at home and talk about small things—
“Who am I?”
“Who are my people?”
“Am I alone?”
If you look from outside, it looks like a cartoon. But a voice comes from inside—“Everything is different… but everything has been made for someone.”
And if you are in Christ… then all this looks even deeper.
Then I understand-
Identity is not in name, not in work, not in face.
Identity is in love.
The same love which is in between all of us.
