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We went to see The Passion after speech contest, my parents and I. I'm not really sure what to think. At least my dad didn't do anything weird like ask me questions or want to discuss it. I don't think I would be a good sound board until I can gather my thoughts a bit better.

As a human being first, it was horrific to watch. As an artist and actress, I am convinced that this film is nothing less than a work of art. As a young woman who will one day be a mother (which I love to say, because so many girls I know say that they will never ever be mothers), watching things with Mary (the mother and Magdalene) was also sad, to watch your flesh and blood suffer ever is horrible. As a person who loves to learn, I loved how it didn't have a fake feel to any of it. It looked real. As a Christian (and you know this would come, there's no way I could view this film objectionally), I am still in awe and amazement and have no words... I am not worthy.

Even if you're not a Christian, you can appreciate the theme to the story of love. Love so deep that you would sacrifice everything for their safety. Of course I don't recommend seeing it if you're really squeamish. At all. Your eyes will be closed for most of the film.

Nobody who worked on that film in anyway has anything to be ashamed of there. Nothing at all.

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I wibble. My relationship with God is rocky at best, but there's no way this film isn't going to break me into pieces when I finally get the guts to see it. I don't think there's any way the spiritual implications of Jesus' death can be translated into film, but the emotional and physical aspects apparently *have* been here, from all I have heard, and that is more than enough for me to fathom. Guh. Wibble? I won't ask you to discuss it, especially this soon after, but if you have more to say later, I'd be very interested in reading.

::hugs:: I really wanted to see it alone for the first time for that very reason -- if I did break down into pieces, at least I would be surrounded with people who would just let me cry by myself rather than my mother who would have tried to hold my hand and squeeze it, etc.

As it is, I cried once. Maybe I will have more to say once it all sinks in a bit further.

I'm really debating whether to see it. Everything I've seen and heard about it makes it sound AMAZING, but I'm squeamish. Really really squeamish. And even though I suspect I could handle it for the sake of this film, I'm not sure I want to find out the hard way. XD It's a dilemma.