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The DaVinci Code (a short review)
1Last night, I went with some of the youth from church and some additional folks to see ‘The Davinci Code’ (won’t bother linking, you can get it just about anywhere…) and I have to say it was an o.k. movie…yes, just o.k.
Theologically, it was way less subtle than I expected it to be. It may be that I have a bit more than a passing familiarity with some of the concepts he presented (e.g. the sacred feminine and gnosticism), but still the agenda of the movie couldn’t have been more obvious especially when the book Langdon wrote was entitled ‘The Sacred Feminine’; it was almost like seeing a big freight train coming right towards you when it is miles away. Or, even thinking about it right now, even the whole idea of Jesus being mortal was a secret knowledge that the main characters went searching for.
What I wasn’t expecting was how they framed pieces of history that I was a bit more familiar with such as the council of Nicea. How Brown frames it, Constatine was a Pagan who basically crafted modern Christianity as we know it today and used the council to essentially make it all up. This would be the equivilant to saying the apollo moon landings goal was to search out and mine the moon of its vast green cheese repositories.
The movie itself is definately a renter. The plot was a bit slower than I was expecting and for the first time in a while I was actually confused about the motivations of some of the main characters. I wish they had flushed out a bit more of Silas’ character out; that was a common complaint amongst many of the characters that I saw that were fronted by A-list actors. They had the emotional range to let us know why they were the way they were but they just didn’t have screen time; Howard blew too much of it trying to push the agenda of the film. Even at that, Hank’s character seemed to want to offer an apologetic for the movie at the end with his whole ‘believe what you choose to believe’ speech and it only came off feeling forced, IMO. One of the more transparent moments of the movie (that almost looked improved) was when the female lead, after finding out Jesus was her ancestor, decided to put her foot on a pond to see if she could walk on it and turned to Tom Hanks and said something to the effect of “Nope. I guess I should try that water to wine trick at my next party”. It was cute…
It was also hard to follow the differences between Opus Dei and the Priory of Scion in the movie as well. The motivations and desires of both of those groups didn’t really become clear until the end of the movie.
The movie reminded me of Dune in that it assumed you’d read the book and allowed the book to fill in some of the backstory.
The movie was slow, but as a popcorn flick it was an o.k. movie. There were plenty of car chases, espionage and the like to make it a watchable movie. There were enough respectable actors to make it entertaining too; I think to some level having as many names in it as it did made it a watchable movie rather than one that was just poor.
You’d do yourself a favor to research the council of nicea and gnosticism before going to the movie; you’ll appreciate just how insipid the history that is painted in the movie is.
I think, overall, it’s a renter.
Hoodwinked…a review.
0Three words: Worst….movie…ever.
The music was something short of a bad off-broadway dinner hour.
The story was b…o…r…i…n…g and drug on slower than anything I’d ever heard of and it’s just not funny.
I pitty the soul who saw this in the theater.
The Art of Ritual.
1There are certain things that, in a weird way, I’ve looked forward to since I started them in college. Although I don’t do them too much anymore, I’ve always loved to do late night sessions. In college, it was spent programming, or doing upgrades at my work of servers and in my professional career, there’s the occasional time when you need to step in late and just get to work. For these late night sessions there has alwasy been a sort of ritual for me. Normally, when I was in college, I would go to Franzetti’s Pantry (then white hen, now a hole in the ground that just recently got demolished to build a hotel). I would normally buy: a container of pringles, two cheese sticks, a pack of Reeses and a liter of Squirt. It really always boiled down to that. I added in Electronic music into the mix when I got a bit older and discovered it. But before it would always include some kind of music.
The funny thing with me is that anything played at 2 or 3 a.m. kind of takes on a mythical quality of goodness to it. Play the worst stuff in the world and I’ll love it if it’s 2 or 3 a.m. It adds a very soundtrack-like element to a late night session.
Well, I’ve got to go in tomorrow night for another late nighter. This time to arrange some servers for an upgrade and I’m trying to figure out what to play. Lately, DJ Tiesto’s Mix CD: In search of sunrise 4: Latin America. Anna Nalick’s The Wreck of the Day may hop in the playlist to.
I’m curious, friends, if you have a late night that you need to do and want music to go along with it…what do you play?
Good Night and Good Luck…
2Melissa and I sat down last night and watched two movies: Good Night and Good Luck and an early nineties film The Commitments. Both were great films, but for very different reasons. The later has been around for around 15 years and probably has been talked about at length, but suffice to say it was a good watch (my favorite line from the film: “You’re forming a band eh? I bet U2 are s****** themselves right now”).
I guess for good night and good luck I was expecting something different. It was a good, but very weird film. It was so much a ‘story’ as it was a centerpiece for Edward R. Murrow to give his editorials which, I assume, are taken from the actual broadcasts in the fifties. The choice of editing gave me a sense that it was more of a ‘message movie’ with references to ‘terror’ and ‘loyalty’ being dropped more times that I can imagine. But from a purely artistic standpoint, there are some scenes that are just beautifully filmed such as the exchange between Joe McCarthy and Edward R. Murrow (the McCarthy footage, btw, looked like it was either photoshoped or edited in some way to make it a bit more spooky).
It’s definately worth watching, but be aware that there are messages the director wanted to get across…
Prayer for today
0Falling at your feet
Bono and Daniel lanois
From the soundtrack to ‘Million Dollar Hotel‘
Every chip from every cup
Every promise given up
Every reason that’s not enough
Is falling, falling at your feet…
Every band elastic limit
Every race when there’s nothing in it
Every winner that has lost their ticket
Is falling, falling at your feet…
I’ve come crawling, falling at your feet…
Everyone who needs a friend
Every life that has no end
Every knee not ready to bend
Is falling, falling at your feet
I’ve come crawling, now I’m falling at your feet…
All fall down…(All the manic days)
All fall down…(the faces that you pull)
All fall down…(all the x-rays not under your control)
All fall down…(the graffiti rolling down off of your tongue)
All fall down…(and the compromise you make for someone…)
Every teenage with acne
Every face that’s spoiled by beauty
Every adult tamed by duty
Are all falling at your feet…
Every foot in every face
Every cop stop that finds the grace
Every prisoner in the Maze
Every hand that needs an ace
Is falling, falling at your feet
I’ve come crawling, now I’m falling at your feet…
All fall down…(All the books you never read)
All fall down…(just started)
All fall down…(All the meals you rushed)
All fall down…(and never tasted…)
Every eye closed by a bruise
Every player who just can’t lose
Every pop star hurling abuse
Every drunk back on the booze
All falling at your feet, all falling at your feet…
All fall down…(All the information)
All fall down…(All the big ideas)
All fall down…(All the radio waves)
All fall down…(In electronic seas)
All fall down…(How to navigate)
All fall down…(How to simply be)
All fall down…(Don’t know when to wait)
All fall down…(Explain simplicity)
All fall down…(In whom shall I trust?)
All fall down…(How might I be still?)
Teach me to surrender
Not my will, THY will…