One of the most human of feelings is missing something that you can never have, and maybe never had to begin with. Something that has been forever lost. That lost something could be a world that embraces magic–not just for all the fireworks and dragons, but for the gallantry and adventure. That something could be the hand on your shoulder that can only come from a dad you never met. But everyone aches over something that feels like it can... Read more
I consider myself relatively lucky in the way of work. Overall, I have been fortunate enough to spend my working hours in pursuits that maybe aren’t always glamorous, the kinds of things you brag about during the class reunions, but they at least fulfill some societal need and leave the world a better place. That said, I definitely have a penchant for media that exposes the corroding force of the workplace and the way that the societal drive to excel... Read more
The relationship between accepting yourself as you are and striving to live as your best self can feel somewhat contradictory. I bring this up here because I have observed some who cite this supposed opposition as reason for not believing in God or not participating in a church. If I were to distill all these arguments into one single statement, it might read something like, “If God created me, why can’t others accept me as I am?” Or just... Read more
The thing you have to know about My Best Friend’s Wedding, arguably Julia Roberts’ defining role, is that (this is absolutely a spoiler!!!!) it is one of those rare rom-coms where the heroine does NOT get the guy, and it is frankly that much better for it. The film follows Jules discovering that her best friend, Michael, with whom she had a brief romantic fling years ago, is getting married. News of this triggers a panic in her as she... Read more
Someone let me know: were airports even locales of such sweeping romance before 1942? Before Michael Curtiz made Ingrid Bergman and Humphrey Bogart turn them into these ancestral temples of elemental amour? This altar for confessions of love of the deepest degree? If you don’t know what I’m talking about, the 1942 masterpiece Casablanca sees Rick Blaine as a night club owner in Casablanca–the thriving city in Morocco, and the last stop for those fleeing the Nazi spread across the... Read more
Drawing out the spiritual application of any given text is always an interesting endeavor because there are always so many layers to the development of any given film, book, or other piece of media. Avatar: The Last Airbender, for example, is famously derived from Asian cultures and mythologies, but there’s a lot here to be seen from a Christian eye. This makes sense. Even if the series is using eastern iconography, it is still being told from the western lens... Read more
I’ve actually wanted to write about this film in this space for a while, but I’ve had a difficult time doing so. This is in part because I have struggled to find the right lens through which to spiritually discuss the movie. There are a number of ways to read this film that are directly applicable to the idea of spiritual living: the relationship between faith and truth, the corrupting power of wealth, the sheer heavenly quality of the film’s... Read more
Well, folks. It’s that time of year again. And by “that time of year,” I of course mean, that time in which we all just stress and strain at how on earth Toy Story 4 won The Academy award for Best Animated Feature. It’s not like there weren’t better alternatives, including Disney’s own Frozen II which was not even nominated that year. Unlike Toy Story 4, Frozen II didn’t completely contradict the ethos of its predecessor. But there were also... Read more
“I could love you if you’d let me.” So sings Don Baker, one of the protagonists of 1972’s Butterflies are Free. Despite flying mostly under the radar, the film has a lot going for it. Like a lot of films adapted from stage plays, the narrative is very dialogue driven, which makes for a lot of really sharp, entertaining banter. There are maybe three locations and four or five speaking roles, with a healthy majority of the dialogue seated between... Read more
There was something like a sixteen-year gap between when I was first traumatized by Steven Spielberg’s 2005 adaptation of War of the Worlds as a kid and when I finally revisited it within the last year or so. And what stood out to me most with this recent revival is the way that the film never really left me. There was very little to “rediscover,” as it were, because I found that I remembered almost all of the film down... Read more
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