The Passion of the Christ Review

Rated: 4/5

Introduction

When dealing with a subject matter like this it is important to draw a line at some point in what should and should not be shown. The Passion of the Christ doesn’t just cross said line, it completely ignores the existence and for a good hour the audience is subjected to horrifying scenes of physical torture so relentless in nature I have to question whether its aims are really the ones Gibson claims to have. Be it the flogging or the breaking and nailing of limbs, there is not a moment of pause and Gibson made sure to include as many slow-motion scenes of Jesus falling to the ground from exhaustion as he possibly could. No matter what the backdrop is I can’t help but look at it as a work of exploitation and bad taste. The music merely reinforces my verdict, being overly intrusive and painfully sentimental. — Fabian from letterboxd

I’d say the above quote pretty much sums up much of what many view as a flaw of this movie. That it crosses the line on violence, shows more than it should; too much dramatic flair, too much gore, too much slow-mo, too much anti-semitism (never mind that the source material in of itself could be considered more anti-semitic than this movie is, but I’ll get to that later). Many hold those beliefs against this movie. And to all of them I have this to say, “That may be your opinion, but your opinion is wrong, you bunch of pansy-assed pussified cry-babies.”

Think I stated that a little too bluntly, but if they’re going to be that blunt and unfair about this movie, then I’m dishing some of that right back at them. I’m going to make a case for (Passion of the) Christ, and demonstrate that it’s undeservedly bashed upon for reasons based on weak foundations, and demonstrate why I believe it’s actually a good movie. Not a perfect movie, I do believe there are some faults to be had here, but good none-the-less.

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Hacksaw Ridge, Arrival, double feature review.

I’ve been drained of energy lately. The election has me all depressed. It’s not who won that has me depressed, it’s seeing all the reactions to who won that’s got me depressed. Every single goddamn talk show is spewing bitchiness, bitterness, and hatred over the winner. People are rioting in the streets. Not that many are acting like reasonable adults. That has me down more than anything else, and it’s stupid. So nothing like a couple films that actually turned out pretty decent to cheer me up and give me something else to talk about. I didn’t have it in me to write enough about each film to make a satisfying blog entry (satisfying by my standards, it’s difficult to pleasure myself), so I’m going for a double decker sandwich.

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