February 27th, 2004

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My review of The Passion of Christ

I got back a few hours ago from seeing The Passion of Christ with an out-of-town friend, KoryC. (I've known Kory since high school, and he was the one who suggested I apply to work here at Digeo.)

It was something I found to be worth seeing. Once.

If you are a Christian of almost any stripe, or are interested in that faith (as opposed to Christians as a social or political force), it's worth seeing. If you are not, it is not.

Tho I couldn't help shake the feeling that I was missing about five thousand Catholic references. My own native religious tradition asserts that all of the "heavy lifting" to happen on the terrestrial sphere took place in the first 5 minutes and last 90 seconds shown in the film.

Why it didn't get an NC-17 for violence I will never know. It certainly was not, in any way, unrealistic or cartoon violence. It was very realistic, very visceral (literally literally "viscera"l). I guess one could argue that 25 years of the vile gory splatter-fest movie genre has had one good outcome, that it advanced the state-of-the-art in movie makeup SFX to be able to show what the aftermath of a Roman scourging would look like.

Also a thumbs up for the portrayal of the Adversary. They managed to put together a character design that was, at the same time, beautiful, and repulsive.
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Mark is an idiot, today's version.

So I had had a work related brainstorm, and so went to work at midnight. At 3am, I felt the need for some food, and jaunted up to the local grocery store to grab some meat and cottage cheese. And I left my vest on my chair in my cube.

And so managed to lock inside the building, my proximity access card, my telephone, and my housekeys.

D'oh!

So I rocked back the seat of my car, pulled the blanket out of the back, and fell asleep in it for 5 hours.


The real bitch is that I cannot not go home and sleep there, there is too much to do and too much coordination with other people to have happen today that I have to be here during regular "office hours".

Sigh.