THE SECRET OF KELLS…2010
If one could feel a story…plumb its depths and utter small tokens of amazement at its beauty and truth, it might take the form of this lovely film. It’s context is clearly a tribute to rich Irish heritage. Color, the pure medium, acts as storyteller, relaying good versus evil as one would recount a dream. This film is artwork, enhanced and moving, with voices and life. The story arch reveals in classic hero journey – cave, reward, elixir evident. Music enchants audience, appealing to intensity of story climax, thrill of chase, and joy in rescue through irish folk songs and lullabies. See this for the color. See it for the story. Gasp at the glory of art which brings light!
PS. How can I resist the parallel of beauty bringing light, unity, freedom, and life to the ultimate beauty of Christ’s sacrifice! “Jesus said, I am the LIGHT of the world. Whoever follows me, will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” John 8:12
EAT, PRAY, LOVE…2010…Julia Roberts at her best
This could have been called Walk, Sit, Smile. As our hero rushed out of her ordinary world, she became a traveler, a thinker, a mimic, a devout even thoughtful character. I cried through this whole movie. I kept wondering why as I walked away from the theater and down toward the waterfront to catch the last bits of sunset. What had I learned from this film? Certainly, my lessons are not the same, but I feel for her as she experiences pain . I ache for the lost, the compassless, the grieving. This film opened a stranger’s medicine cabinet, and allowed viewers ample opportunities to recognize that the perscriptions have our names inscribed on them. We feel for Julia. In many ways, as any good story should, we feel we are not simply like the hero, but that we are the hero. My story may not take me around the world, but the obstacles, the triumphs, the discoveries, the journey itself : these are the same. My compass, however, is the Jesus and His word. Without it, I too would likely find myself on a similarly blunderous journey listening to all voices longing for the one that sounds most like a father.
“turn and face the strange”…we have moved

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