For Your Lenten Friday Night at the Movies IV

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For dinner tonight we are featuring lighter, less formal fare. And it happens to be one of my personal favorites to boot: fish tacos! You can even enjoy a Corona with them (unless you’ve given up beer for Lent).

The Detective (aka Father Brown) is our after-dinner feature presentation tonight. The plot? Works of art are disappearing, stolen by a master thief, who is also a master of disguise. Father Brown has two goals: to catch the thief and to save his soul. Now, Dirty Harry never had saving souls in mind, did he?!

Theatrically released in 1954 and starring Sir Alec Guiness as GK Chesterton’s beloved, soul-saving sleuth. Here is a snippet to tease you with, and we hope you enjoy the show.  Thanks again for flying YIM Catholic Airlines.

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  • http://www.chesterton.org David Zach, ACS board member

    Also please know that this movie was essential to his conversion to Catholicism. From a Gilbert Magazine article by Dale Ahlquist, president of the American Chesterton Society: Yet, it turns out that this rather forgettable film was the most important role that Guinness ever played. As he explained in his autobiography, Blessings in Disguise, when filming on location in Burgundy, he was returning to his hotel one evening, still in costume as Father Brown: I hadn't gone far when I heard scampering footsteps and a piping voice calling, 'Mon piere!' My hand was seized by a boy of seven or eight, who clutched it tightly, swung it and kept up a non-stop prattle. He was full of excitement, hops, skips and jumps, but never let go of me. I didn't dare speak in case my excruciating French should scare him. Although I was a total stranger he obviously took me for a priest and so to be trusted. Suddenly with a 'Bonsoir, mon piere', and a hurried sideways sort of bow, he disappeared through a hole in a hedge. He had had a happy, reassuring walk home, and I was left with an odd calm sense of elation. Continuing my walk I reflected that a Church which could inspire such a confidence in a child, making its priests, even when unknown, so easily approachable could not be as scheming and creepy as so often made out. I began to shake off my long-taught, long-absorbed prejudices. His conversion to the Catholic faith followed shortly thereafter.For the full article: http://gilbertmagazine.com/page_06.html

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819831282677092730 Frank

    David:Thanks for the link.Alec Guinness


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