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Sitting here, thinking "Today, tomorrow and Sunday, I watch as many bible movies about people being crucified as I can possibly manage." The Jesus of Nazareth miniseries is eight hours long, so I figure that'll take up a lot of time. You think "How can anyone watch eight hours of Jesus blathering on about peace and love and the Kingdom of Doohickies?!"
Two words, ladies and gentlemen. Robert Powell. The guy is the most perfect Jesus I've ever seen acted. Seriously guys. Watch it - it's frakkin' amazing.
Ben Hur - fantastic movie. Watched it yesterday. The parallels between that and Gladiator are pretty blatant, and the only difference between the two movies is that Ben Hur was actually good. Point made, I think. Plus, Ben Hur had a set of crucifixions and a miraculous healing - how can you beat that? Word.
I'm skipping Moses this year because quite simply - I'm not jewish and this isn't really about passover for me, it's about Jesus. All about the spunk in the cheesecloth, folks. Which brings me to another problem...
Am I suffering from a Magdalene complex? Is it right for me to find the King of Heaven a total utter babe of babes? Come on - those big doe-y eyes, the goatee/beard, the long flowing brown hair and high-boned features. The Messiah, our Lord - is one amazing babe! However, he's like - holy and stuff. You can't get randy for holy people, it's kinda wrong. And what's the point getting randy of Jesus anyways? He's been dead for 2000 years and he's probably celibate anyway. And even if he wasn't, he's got it in for the Magdalene sweety I mentioned earlier. See? Silly place for me to be in I think. Is this discussion sacreligious? Probably.
Okay, and now - after this ridiculous ramble - the message for Easter. Hmm. I think on this every Easter, cause it's important to me. Why? Because spiritually, it's a potent image and message, it has a lot of power. I mean, all religious crap aside, I like to think about the core of the message.
This guy died, a guy that apparently never did anything wrong, because everyone else were assholes and he wanted to rectify that. What's really tragic about this tale, is apart from a widely spreading religion that has it's own numerous television shows and space jets and stuff, no one really took any notice. I mean, people took notice, but not the people that needed to take notice. Kinda sad really.
That whole 'saving me from my sins' thing, I don't really get, because I'm not up on the whole 'sins' thing. All I know is that he was nice and he let himself get killed so he could get a really important message across. (oh bad pun there- across - sorry God!)
A thought for the day... Be glad that ancient scribes didn't use word processors. If they slipped up with the index finger, God may have ended up being called 'Tod'. Look - g, t - right next to each other. Then what would we do?
"Praise be Tod!!" "Long live Tod!" "And may TOD have mercy on your soul!"
Looks kinda silly huh? And now, an excerpt from Lano and Woodley...
Frank: Help me Harold!
Colin: Harold?
Frank: Yeah...
Colin: Frank, Harold isn't God's name!
Frank: Yes it is - you know - Our Father, thou art in heaven, Harold be thy name!
Okay. I'm off now. More religious movies to watch. Max Von Sydow is on the Greatest Story Ever Told (or the longest story) and I prefer to watch him in cheesecloth rather than throwing water at a girl spewing cold pea soup and shouting "THE POWER OF GOD COMPELLS YEUU!!!!!"
Or should that be 'Tod'? ;)
Thanks folks, I'll be here all week. And remember in your biblical movie pursuits - it don't mean a thing if it ain't got that Thring!! (Frank Thring).
Happy Easter.
Two words, ladies and gentlemen. Robert Powell. The guy is the most perfect Jesus I've ever seen acted. Seriously guys. Watch it - it's frakkin' amazing.
Ben Hur - fantastic movie. Watched it yesterday. The parallels between that and Gladiator are pretty blatant, and the only difference between the two movies is that Ben Hur was actually good. Point made, I think. Plus, Ben Hur had a set of crucifixions and a miraculous healing - how can you beat that? Word.
I'm skipping Moses this year because quite simply - I'm not jewish and this isn't really about passover for me, it's about Jesus. All about the spunk in the cheesecloth, folks. Which brings me to another problem...
Am I suffering from a Magdalene complex? Is it right for me to find the King of Heaven a total utter babe of babes? Come on - those big doe-y eyes, the goatee/beard, the long flowing brown hair and high-boned features. The Messiah, our Lord - is one amazing babe! However, he's like - holy and stuff. You can't get randy for holy people, it's kinda wrong. And what's the point getting randy of Jesus anyways? He's been dead for 2000 years and he's probably celibate anyway. And even if he wasn't, he's got it in for the Magdalene sweety I mentioned earlier. See? Silly place for me to be in I think. Is this discussion sacreligious? Probably.
Okay, and now - after this ridiculous ramble - the message for Easter. Hmm. I think on this every Easter, cause it's important to me. Why? Because spiritually, it's a potent image and message, it has a lot of power. I mean, all religious crap aside, I like to think about the core of the message.
This guy died, a guy that apparently never did anything wrong, because everyone else were assholes and he wanted to rectify that. What's really tragic about this tale, is apart from a widely spreading religion that has it's own numerous television shows and space jets and stuff, no one really took any notice. I mean, people took notice, but not the people that needed to take notice. Kinda sad really.
That whole 'saving me from my sins' thing, I don't really get, because I'm not up on the whole 'sins' thing. All I know is that he was nice and he let himself get killed so he could get a really important message across. (oh bad pun there- across - sorry God!)
A thought for the day... Be glad that ancient scribes didn't use word processors. If they slipped up with the index finger, God may have ended up being called 'Tod'. Look - g, t - right next to each other. Then what would we do?
"Praise be Tod!!" "Long live Tod!" "And may TOD have mercy on your soul!"
Looks kinda silly huh? And now, an excerpt from Lano and Woodley...
Frank: Help me Harold!
Colin: Harold?
Frank: Yeah...
Colin: Frank, Harold isn't God's name!
Frank: Yes it is - you know - Our Father, thou art in heaven, Harold be thy name!
Okay. I'm off now. More religious movies to watch. Max Von Sydow is on the Greatest Story Ever Told (or the longest story) and I prefer to watch him in cheesecloth rather than throwing water at a girl spewing cold pea soup and shouting "THE POWER OF GOD COMPELLS YEUU!!!!!"
Or should that be 'Tod'? ;)
Thanks folks, I'll be here all week. And remember in your biblical movie pursuits - it don't mean a thing if it ain't got that Thring!! (Frank Thring).
Happy Easter.