Saturday, July 9, 2011

The Tree of Life

Two weeks ago I went to see Terrence Malick's new film, "The Tree of Life."  Malick is one of America's most influential and creative moviemakers.  Although this is only the fourth commercial film he has directed, Malick has produced and written screenplays for a number of important movies.  The three movies he has directed since 1995 -- "The Thin Red Line," "The New World," and "The Tree of Life" -- are noteworthy because of their beautiful cinematography and because they deal with larger philosophical issues.   Malick's films are visually poetic.    The stories are told less through the plot than through the films' imagery.  That particularly is true of "The Tree of Life," and likely explains why it received the Cannes' film festival's top award, the Palme d'Or.

In the last twenty years, no movie intended for a "general audience" has had a more explicitly Christian viewpoint.  Notice, however, the caveat "for a general audience."  Many "Christian movies" are now being released through theaters.  "Fireproof," "Soul Surfer," and even, to some extent, "The Chronicles of Narnia" movies fit this niche.   If they are commercially successful, it is because Christians go to see them.  I like these movies, but "The Tree of Life" should not be thought of in the same category.  Instead, most people will view it as an "art film."  Why then, do I say it is explicitly Christian?  To completely understand that, you need to see the movie.  However, when is the last time you saw a movie that began with a biblical quote?  And when did any movie explicitly portray two alternative approaches to life -- "the way of nature" and "the way of grace"?

"The Tree of Life" is a controversial movie.  Most people love it or hate it.  Those who dislike it do so for one of three reasons:
  • They just don't get it.  After all, they came to see a movie starring Brad Pitt and Sean Penn.  Where's the action?
  • They are offended by the film's overarching emphasis on God and grace.
  • They hate the fact that the film is slow; at times, painfully slow.

If you decide to go see the film for yourself, I would offer the following two suggestions:  1. Do not go with your typical movie-going mindset.  Instead, approach it as you would a visit to the art museum.  2. Go with a friend and allow time after the movie to discuss what you've experienced.

"The Tree of Life" is the antithesis of celluloid junk food.  It needs to be slowly digested.

If you want to know more about "The Tree of Life" and its symbolism, I suggest you view the PBS interview with Calvin College professor Roy Anker (http://www.pbs.org/wnet/religionandethics/episodes/july-8-2011/the-tree-of-life/9110/).   

Monday, June 20, 2011

Father's Day Songs

A couple of songs by secular artists have been on my mind the last few days.  The first song, Harry Chapin's "Cat in a Cradle," is a haunting message for fathers of all ages.  The second is a song dialogue between a father and a daughter, Tori Amos' "Winter."  Pay close attention to the words.  The imagery is beautiful.  





WINTER
Snow can wait
I forgot my mittens
Wipe my nose
Get my new boots on
I get a little warm in my heart
When I think of winter
I put my hand in my father's glove
I run off
Where the drifts get deeper
Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown
I hear a voice
"You must learn to stand up for yourself
Cause I can't always be around"

He says
When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Boys get discovered as winter melts
Flowers competing for the sun
Years go by and I'm here still waiting 
Withering where some snowman was
Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace
But I only can see the myself
Skating around the truth who I am
But I know dad the ice is getting thin

When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Hair is grey
And the fires are burning
So many dreams
On the shelf
You say I wanted you to be proud of me
I always wanted that myself

He says
When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses have gone ahead
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change
My dear

Monday, June 6, 2011

The Shadows of a Cave or the Reality of Home?

One of the most famous illustrations in the philosophical world is Plato's allegory of the cave.  At the beginning of Book VII of The Republic, he describes a group of prisoners who for their entire lives have been chained to the blank wall of a cave.  These people watch shadows projected on the wall by people and things that pass in front of fire that is behind them, near the entrance of the cave.

In this dialogue, Plato suggests that these shadows are the closest these prisoners ever get to reality.  However, he goes on to explain that a philosopher is like a prisoner who is freed from the cave and who comes to understand that the wall shadows do not make up reality at all.  According to Plato, the philosopher can see what is really real!

The Bible comes close to making some of the same points.  For instance, Hebrews 10:1 says, "The law is only a shadow of the good things that are coming--not the realities themselves."  That is why Christ "has appeared once for all at the end of the ages to do away with sin by the sacrifice of himself" (9:26).  Doesn't the Apostle Paul talk about how we can be freed from the illusion and delusion of sin?  And when the prodigal son "came to himself"--when he quit being fooled by the shadows and saw life and especially his father as they really were--he humbly returned home.

The singing group, Switchfoot, evokes this same imagery in their song, "Home."
It's a long way from the shadows in my cave
Up to Your reality
To watch the sunlight taking over, over
Taking over
Take me over

I've been poison, I've been rain

I've been fooled again
I've seen ashes shine like chrome
Someday I'll see home