1) Having the movie in Hebrew, Aramaic, and Latin was really cool. It felt just like I was watching a foreign film.
2) I can only think of four good reasons this movie was produced:
- To glorify Jesus/God (I don't think it fully did this)
- To cause a controversy/publicity (DING!)
- To cause people to discuss/make deicsions about religion in general (maybe)
- To make money (ca-CHING!)
4) When this movie came out, a co-worker of mine (I was a teacher at the time) went with a few very young family members to see the movie. When confronted in a meeting in regards to the appropriateness of the movie for the age of the family members, the co-worker replied "but it's what Jesus went through, so my kids and relatives can see it." Aside from getting an gigantic eye rolling from me, I'm not ok with that line of thinking.
North and South: Book I: Disc 3 (1985) = 8/10. Give me period pieces full of family honor, a psycho sister, big poofy dresses, and shy glances at a love and I'll fall in love with anything. It just so happens the story is great, too.
John Tucker Must Die (2006) = 7/10. Ahhh, opening night of a teen movie with the theater full of 16 year old girls. And my brothers. Overall, it was a perfect girl teen movie. I'm hoping I will eventually grow out of liking this genre of movie.
An Unfinished Life (2005) = 4/10. Once again, my opinion differs greatly from IMDB raters.
The Legend of Bagger Vance (2000) = 6/10. Why can't I just like sports like everyone else?
I've been wholly uninspired for blog material the last week. No, not entirely true. I just can't blog about the exciting things that have happened around me because it regards one of my untouchable subjects. Work.
As I walked Shelby around my complex less than 45 minutes ago, I kept thinking "what am I gonna blog about?...it's been a week....this has never happened..."
And then inspiration hit. It was definitely "from above" this time.
I saw a man standing on his third floor balcony, peeing on an air conditioner. That was running. A mighty fine aim he has. His mother must have given him many Cheerios during the formative potty training years. For the record, the resulting spray from about 20? feet up in the air results in about a 4 foot radius. Funny stuff.