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Sunday, June 22, 2014

The Last Samurai

Year:  2003

Filming:  Color

Length:  154 minutes

Genre:  Action/Adventure/Drama/Inspirational/War

Maturity:  R (for graphic battle sequences)

Cast:  Tom Cruise (Capt. Nathan Algren), Ken Watanabe (Lord Moritsugu Katsumoto), Koyuki (Taka), Tony Goldwyn (Col. Bagley), Masato Harada (Omura), Timothy Spall (Simon Graham), Shin Koyamada (Nobutada), Shichinosuke Nakamura (Emperor Meiji)

Director:  Edward Zwick

Personal Rating:  3 Stars

***
   
        Beautiful Japanese mountains. Beautiful Japanese actress. Confusing piece-meal of English and Japanese dialogue. Confusing blood-and-guts battle sequences. Some decent spiritual overtones. Throw in a greasy-haired Tom Cruise searching for his identity whilst guzzling sake and you have a pretty good summary of this very mixed, though very memorable big-budget on-location period piece.  

    The story opens in the America not long after the Civil War where we first meet Captain Nathan Algren, played by our darling Tom. Acting as a sharpshooter at a circus attraction, he is manipulated by the masses as a wartime hero but disillusioned by the atrocities he witnessed and took part in during the course of his military career. He soon gets a new opportunity to change his surroundings when his old commanding officer, the cynical Colonel Bagley, offers him a position in the Imperial Japanese Army which has asked the U.S. Army to help them modernize and suppress an uprising of the traditional warrior class, The Samurai.

    Ambushed by the Samurai in a forest, Algren’s forces are annihilated and he is captured by the legendary shogun, Lord Moritsugu Katsumoto. Wounded and suffering from alcohol withdrawals, Nathan is put in the custody of Katsumoto’s beautiful sister, Taka, whose husband had been killed by Algren in the battle. Although she initially forces herself to care for him even though she does not want to, she eventually takes pity on him, and he responds by asking her forgiveness for the pain he has caused her.

    Gradually, Algren learns respect for the Samurai way of life and learns their methods of fighting and spirituality. Yes, we do wonder how Teriyaki Tom becomes Mega Buddhist/ Super Samurai so quickly, but we’ll just let that one slide. Basically, before you know it, he’s serving as the shogun’s body guard companion when he rides into Tokyo to try to reason with Emperor Meiji and convince him not to proceed with his policy of disarming the Samurai and robbing them of their traditional way of life.    Instead, he is almost captured, and his son Nabutada is killed.

    Fearing for his friends and the things he has come to hold dear, Algren agrees to help lead the last samurais in a desperate last stand against the modernized imperial army with their superior weaponry and tactics. He successfully beats off several imperial attempts, but then the Gatling guns are brought in by the other side to combat the raw courage and flawless fighting skills of the individual warriors. This results in a fight to death for the future of Japan and a conflict between the allure of the material and depth of the spiritual.

   The Last Samurai isn’t the worst movie in the world, but it definitely lacks in some major levels with regards to clarity. The overall feel is meandering and hard to follow, making me feel as if I were hovering over the story rather than getting into it. The makers admitted that they were trying to make this more of a visual picture than a dialogue-driven one, and the result leaves the viewer admiring the gorgeous on-location shots of Japan but confused as to what’s happening in the plot.

    What little English dialogue there is usually winds up being either out of place for the setting or in Japanese with English subtitles. Not only do things get extremely hard to follow as a result, but also monotonous in pace. The long, drawn out scenes of Algren’s captivity among the Samurai could probably have been cut down by half, as could the oft times cartoonish martial arts fights, especially the one in which Katsumoto’s son is killed.

    Tom Cruise, in my opinion, is a pretty lousy actor who sticks out like a sore thumb wherever he shows up. He’s just obnoxious to watch most of the time, especially in the first half of this when his bad attitude is at its zenith. His character, and most of the others, don’t seem filled out enough for us to develop a real attachment to any of them. I will admit that the fact he did most of his own stunts and martial artistry is rather impressive, even if the fight scenes were generally overblown.

    Two emotional scenes I would say Cruise pulls off okay are the final doomed charge of the Samurai and his audience with the emperor who decides his fate. He has a very intense expression the whole time, like someone holding back tears, and does a good job generating that sort of emotion in the popcorn-munching throng at the theatre. The Samurai sword sequence at the end is reminiscent of Braveheart, and a nice touch considering the emphasis on the sword being seen as a warrior’s soul, strong yet flexible, cutting yet ornate. Also, they were the symbols of the Samurai’s power that the Imperial government was literally trying to take away.

    There are some pretty bloody battles, but nothing that can’t be easily fast-forwarded for those who wish to do so. Other than that, there is really nothing morally reprehensible in this film. Some people have been deeply disturbed by the fact that Nathan helps Katsumoto commit kill himself on the battlefield. But Nathan repeatedly prevents his friend from committing suicide throughout the film, and is obviously not in favor of it.

   He only takes part in the act when they’re both laying wounded on the battlefield and Katsumoto begs him to assist, to save his honor. His actions may not be commendable but it understandable, and reminiscent of the suicides that take place in Quo Vadis. The suicide also sets the stage for a moving moment when the imperial soldiers all kneel down out of respect for Katsumoto as Algren cradles the dead samurai in his arms, surrounded by slain warriors.

    One of the highlights of the film, for me at least, is Koyuki, a young Japanese actress with a lovely face and graceful demeanor who plays Taka. Like Murron in Braveheart, she symbolizes of all the highest ideals that the main characters fight for, and even the land itself. Her honor, compassion, modesty, strength, and beauty epitomize the best aspects of the Samurai and the reason they fight so hard to preserve their code of living. Thank heavens, and finally in keeping with the right mood, there are no sex flings in a grass hut to be found. Indeed, when Nathan spies Taka washing her hair in a nearby spring, she modestly tucks up her robe to cover her bare shoulders.

    Spiritually, there are a few interesting aspects. One is the redemption Nathan finds through his time with the Samurai, who are sworn to help people “find their souls.” In America, it is inferred that Algren “sold his soul” and become nothing more than a shell after participating in brutal massacres that haunt his dreams and cause him drown his memories with alcohol. His role as a marksman in a circus side-show is symbolic of how low he has sunk. When offered to the position in Japan, he thinks that training the imperial forces will be nothing more than another job to earn some much needed cash and burn off his pent-up energy and frustration.

    But providence, though not directly mentioned, seems very much in control, and Algren finds himself redeemed through defeat and capture. Taka, almost like a guardian angel of sorts, puts aside her own feelings and tenderly nurses him in his hour of need. This kindness brings out his better side and inspires him to apologize for killing her husband. She not only forgives him, but also sees more clearly the goodness in him.

     When he joins the Samurai cause, she lovingly dresses him in her husband’s armor, as a symbol of his transformation. The follow scene of him receiving a Samurai sword from Katsumoto and riding into battle to face much larger forces is unfailingly inspiring.  Another moving aspect is the way Taka’s young sons come to love Algren, even though they knew he killed their father. They seem to take the attitude of their mother: “He did his duty, and you did your duty.”

     The iconic scene where he tries to go up against a Samurai in the village and is beat silly basically demonstrates how weak he is spiritually. Later, when he is allowed to learn martial arts, it is a symbol that he is finally on the road to finding his soul through the help of others. Yes, this is Eastern religious belief to the max, interconnecting the body-spirit dynamic, and may be rather foreign to Christian audiences. But looking at it broadly, we do believe that the body is the Temple of the Holy Spirit. Hence, there is some connection at that.

      “I was never much of a church-goer”, Algren records in his journal, “but there is something timeless about this place, this people.” He eventually comes to embrace the Samurai arts of warfare, artistry, healing, and shamanism, and determines to “fight for the things I love.” This is interesting, if not completely fair to traditional Christianity. There is a tendency in modern Hollywood to glorify exotic spirituality, whether it be Buddhism or Druidism or Islam or what have you. The proponents of these religions and indigenous or Eastern cultures are always shown in a rosy light, while Christianity and western practices are portrayed as being either fanatical or hypocritical.

    This is just stupid considering how deep a faith and a culture we westerners have. If we have rats in our numbers, well, so do other religions and cultures! Why make Christianity look dumb? We have profound spiritual practices, resonant rituals, and deep meditations. And why make the gifts of Christendom look worthless? We have as rich of a heritage as any.

    As in the Highlands of Scotland prior the last Jacobite Rebellion, Japan’s traditional system at the time period this movie this film is set in was indeed in need of an overhaul. While the code of the Samurai may have been admirable for the most part, many individual shoguns used their position to run something of a protection racket, and the common people often lived in the terror of their corruption. Hitherto, Japan had been completely cut off from the outside world, and the common people were deprived of modern convenience. All those who wanted to modernize were not arrogant wretches who had lost their souls, as is indicated. It is noteworthy to point out that, viewed from a different perspective, Nathan Algren is actually a traitor to his own flag.

    That having been said, there is a natural sympathy that we all have for a simpler way of life, built on a reasonable foundation. The real message of the film comes down to this: In efforts to modernize, can we go so far as to destroy the truly worthy things in life, such as the intimacy of community, a sense of the spiritual, a respect for the earth, and appreciation for the aesthetic, putting quality before quantity? At the end of the film, Emperor Meiji is shown as striking a balance between old and new, timeless and innovative, by accepting the sword of “The Last Samurai” and allowing Algren to return to his “spiritual place” and “spiritual mate” in the mountains.

    So while this movie had its elements of confusion, dullness, historical incongruity, and pure ridiculousness, it also had it’s moments of depth and beauty. I may not rush out to watch it again any time soon unless I’m learning Japanese, but I think it was worth a viewing for anyone interested in the issues of international cultures and religions and the ongoing efforts to share, find balance, seek the truth, and fight for the things we love.  

   

Katsumoto (Ken Watanabe) gives Capt. Nathan Algren (Tom Cruise) a Samurai sword


Tuesday, June 10, 2014

The Leibster Blog Award.....

has been administered to this little blog my friend Kat Clements over at The Cat’s Cradle. Please visit her very informative site on creative writing, editing, and grammar galore. Thanks so much for tagging me, Kat!


So here are the 11 questions she has for me to answer:


1.      What personal trait of yours do you most often give to your fictional characters?

My fictional characters don’t always resemble me, but when they do, they usually wind up being warm-hearted and impulsive. They’re sensitive and caring, but also have something of a temper and express their emotions with passion.

2.      Which part of the writing process do you dread the most and why?

Depends what type of writing I’m doing. In fiction, I usually know what I want to do with the beginning and end, but then have trouble connecting the dots in the middle! Non-fiction always hinges on the burning question of which facts to include and which to leave by the way-side for fear of swamping the reader. Making these decisions always has me biting my nails!

3.      What’s your favorite book and why?

The Prey of the Priest Catcher by Leo Knowles. I am a great devotee of The 40 Martyrs of England and Wales who were executed during the persecution of Catholics after Henry VIII’s break with Rome.  This book really makes the story of the underground Church come to life in an almost novelized retelling.

4.      What time of day do you usually write?

Gosh. It really varies when/if I write on a daily basis. I don’t have a set schedule that way, although I often find time in the evening and have been known to sty up most of the night on a creative splurge!

5.      Do you prefer libraries or bookstores?

I concur with Kat that libraries are superior to bookstores because you don’t need the green papery stuff to delve into their treasures. I also take full advantage of the interlibrary loan privileges in both Maryland and Pennsylvania. What a joy to be a borderlander!

6.      What do you normally eat/drink while writing?

I usually don’t eat or drink while writing, but will take breaks to snack on whatever I can scrounge up (currently strawberries and chocolate!) in the kitchen….for energy purposes, ya’ see!

7.      What are your muses?

My muses include the mystical relationship between God and humanity, the spark of divine grace that connects all souls, the power of legends passed down by word of mouth, the glory of music that transcends cultural divides.

8.      What kind of genre do you read?

I am a major non-fiction reader. I know this may sound sort of sad, but I have always been a fan of historical eye-witness accounts and rare, musty tomes from days of yore. Biographies and history texts are the cat’s meow! I also read some historical fiction and a little fantasy.

9.      Who’s the best character ever written?

As I mentioned, I am not a major fiction reader, so I’m probably not the best person to ask. I have grown to like Cat Royal created by Julia Golding. She’s clever and caring, with enough street-smarts to survive 18th century London but enough charm to mix with the upper classes. Don’t care much for her swearing, but she’s still quite relatable.

10.  If you could travel through time, would you go to the past or the future?

Being a history buff, I’d definitely like to visit the past…..providing I could return to the present at the end of the excursion! There are so many different time periods I would like to visit, including the Dark Ages, the Middle Ages, the Elizabethan era, and the Georgian era.

11.  How do you balance your life while reaching your writing goals?

Er….I don’t? But to me that sort of tension between the real and imagined world is part of the beauty and adventure of being an artist-in-the-making!


       And here are the 11 random things I have to say about myself:


1.      I am a practicing Catholic, and as such I believe in the sanctity of life and that each one of us is a Child of  God. I hope to spend my life sharing the love and truth of Christ who became one of us to save us through His death on the Cross.

2.      I am deeply moved by the music of Canadian Celtic/World singer, Loreena McKennitt. She has the most richly ethereal voice that echoes with a spiritual resonance. Her compositions seem to fit perfectly into an older folk genre, and her choice of poetry to put music is excellent.

3.      I refused to watch the Narnia movies or LotR until I was 16….and I finally succumbed only because numerous friends threatened to tie me to a chair and never speak to me again if I didn’t! Amazingly, I am now grateful to them, since I have come to appreciate both!

4.      For the past two years, I have taken an increased interest in the upcoming Scottish Independence Referendum, and actively come out in support of the Unionist Camp which aspires to keep The United Kingdom a united kingdom.

5.      My interest in all things British began with my childhood crush on Robin Hood and fascination with the folklore surrounding him. It has since developed in leaps and bounds and in all directions!

6.       I have become a fan of Kung Fu, a TV series from the 1970’s about a young Buddhist monk and martial artist who is exiled from his home in China and travels through the American Old West in search of his long-lost half brother. Along the way, he uses his fighting skills to mete out justice to the oppressed.

7.      My parents had a baby before me who was born in Italy and Filomena Marie. Sadly, she died 14 days after she was born and is buried in the Provence of Avellino. Still, I feel blessed that I have an older sister in Heaven who I know is praying for me and my family.

8.      I am double-jointed in my thumbs! ;-)

9.      I can sing some songs in Welsh and Gaelic, and would love to learn more of both languages and actually be able to carry out conversations in them! I would also be interested in learning more Latin (the language of my religion!) and Italian (the language of my cultural background!).

10.   I suffer from vertigo, so I don’t do well with heights and generally dislike climbing up tall monuments or attic ladders! I also am pretty allergic to the outdoors, but I do love nature, so I work around my condition the best I can.

11.   I have been nominated for the Leibster Blog Award….!! Oh, you guys know that already? Sorry…..<:-(


And now it’s my turn to nominate eleven other blogs and bloggers....drum roll, please....


1. Mary and Lena from The Best Thing Since D5W

2. Rae-Rae Franchi from Tides of Honour: The Great Cabin

3. Mach Hall from Reactionary Drivel

4. Jonathan Platt from JP Thinks

5. Emerald from My Turn to Talk

6. Sasch from Sasch’s Place

7. Henry Hill and Paul Watterson from Open Unionism

8. Jordon from Defending the Legacy

9. Elizabeth from One Light in a Dark World

10. Chloe from Mountaintop

11. Ricky Yates from Ricky Yates


And, since this is a movie review blog, my questions to them are:


1. What do you consider the greatest movie of all time and why?

2. What do you consider the worst movie of all time and why?

3. Who is your favorite actor/actress?

4. Who is your least favorite actor/actress?

5. What scene from a movie do you find the most inspirational?

6. What movies have mad you laugh the most?

7. What movies have made you cry the most?

8. What movie do you find the most hoaky?

9. If you could only watch one more movie forever, what would it be?

10. What are some movies you’ve wanted to watch but never gotten the chance?

11. What are your top 5 movies you would like me to watch and review?


I will try my best to watch and review at least one-of-five of the films each of you guys suggest to me!

Anyone else who feels the urge (especially Kat!) is welcome to answer these questions as well! Please either leave your answers in the comment box below or on your own blogs, putting the link to your answers in the comment box instead. You can also list 11 random things about yourselves if you'd like. Hope you all have fun!

"So...is this like...the Oscars???" ;-)


Thursday, June 5, 2014

The Ten Commandments

Year:  1956

Filming:  Color

Length:  220 minutes

Genre:  Biblical/Epic

Maturity:  PG (for intense thematic elements)

Cast:  Charlton Heston (Moses), Yul Brynner (Pharaoh Ramses), Anne Baxter (Nefretiri), Yvonne De Carlo (Sephora), John Derik (Joshua), Debra Paget (Lilia), Edward G. Robinson (Dathan), Vincent Price (Baka)

Director:  Cecil B. DeMille 

Personal Rating:  4 Stars

***

    Some movies are so classic they should absolutely positively be seen at least one in a lifetime. With regards to The Ten Commandments, it still remains an Easter tradition set in stone for many. In spite of some far-fetched twists in the plot and hammy acting in places, Cecil B. DeMille’s “baby” has grown and thrived because it succeeded in his mission to make the Bible exciting and touched a chord for the post-war world trying to assess the true meaning of liberty.

    Charlton Heston stars as Prince Moses of Egypt, a Hebrew rescued from the Nile by Pharaoh’s daughter when he was only an infant. However, his adopted mother is the only one who knows this, and goes the extra mile to conceal it from her brother, Pharoah Seti, and the royal court. Favored by Seti and despised by his adopted cousin, Ramses, Moses wins great military victories and builds magnificent cities all while romancing with the seductive princess Nefretiri.

    But his lavish lifestyle comes to a grinding halt when a Hebrew swaddling cloth reveals his true identity. Unbeknownst to everyone else, he goes down to the mud pits and works like a slave to be with his “people”. In the course of his time there, he strangles an Egyptian taskmaster for trying to misuse an Israelite woman, Lilia, and for beating her lover, Joshua. He apprehended and brought before the Pharaoh’s throne to the shock of all. He then boisterously declares that he is favor of freedom for the slaves and is sent into exile in the desert.

    When he seems doomed to die, he is rescued by Bedouin shepherdess, Sephora, and her bevy of younger sisters, all overjoyed at finding a real live man! He gradually adapts to his life as a member of the tribe and tends his flocks beneath Mount Sinai, considered to be inhabited by God. He eventually marries Sephora, even though he is still mooning over Nefretiri who had thrown herself at his feet during his trial before Pharoah and vowed she would never forget him.  

    One day Moses runs into Joshua, who has escaped from captivity and come to hail him as the Chosen One who will lead the Children of Israel out of bondage. Moses is skeptical at first, but then he spies a burning bush that is not consumed by the flames on top of the Holy Mountain and decides he must see it more closely. He has a mystical experience with God, and acknowledges his mission to lead his people to the Promised Land. Coming down from Sinai, he is no longer himself.

    In Egypt, Moses and his brother Aaron go head-to-head with now Pharoah Ramses, his old rival, who has married Nefretiri and has a small son. Pharoah, needless to say, isn’t particularly moved when Moses tells him to “Let my people go!” As a result, the famous plagues descend on Egypt. At the same time Nefretiri tries to romantically reconnect with Moses, but he spurns her, and she in turn hardens Pharoah even further against him.

    When the final deadly plague slays the first-born of every house in Egypt, including the royal palace, the Hebrews are finally allowed their freedom. But Pharoah is soon goaded into changing his changing his mind by the embittered Nefretiri who has lost both her old love and her child. A climactic chase ensues, ending up at the shores of The Red Sea and the parting of the waters for the Israelites. But the conflict is not over. While Moses ascends Mount Sinai once more to receive the Commandments of God, the Children of Israel will come up against their own worst enemy: their sinful nature.

    The Ten Commandments is the Biblical epic from the golden era of the 1950’s. DeMille was an expert at serving up a feast for the eyes, and this was his ultimate extravaganza of panache and panorama. It’s a richly detailed drama, laden with sub-plots and character analysis as well as visual splendor. For the time period, the special effects were nothing less than stunning. While we might now be excused for cracking a smirk when the cartoonish fire descends from the sky or the green fog machine emits its lethal substance, or the gelatin Red Sea is poured out of monstrous cartons in reverse, it would be nothing less than pompous for us to sneer.  

    Beyond these imaginative efforts, there are some truly grand scenes including the mass Exodus of the Children of Israel. It is so well choreographed, impressive in its scale but also intimate in the way it focuses on individuals, such as a little boy herding ducks and a woman giving birth to a baby and old man dying and asking for his shrub to be planted in the Promised Land. The subsequent chase by Pharaoh and his charioteers is also a masterpiece.

    One clip that always stays with me is when Nefretiri gazes out of her balcony as we see the full might of the Egyptian host charge across desert, shimmering from the heat and golden sand. Of course the race between the walls of jello-water may be a tad hoaky, but it is still pretty exciting. One more note I have to make involves the color of the sky at intense moments. The eerie blood-red color or storm-black hew it sometimes takes on is deliciously surreal.

    This film is chock full of artful symbolism, like the moment when Nefretiri is playing Hounds and Jackals with Pharoah Seti and the head of her game piece flies off, skidding across the marble floor and landing at Ramses’ feet. Also there is the scene when Ramses tries to discredit Moses with his father, casually laying weights on a scale as each charge is leveled against his brother. Accused on giving the slaves too many privileges, Moses slams down a brick on the other side of the scale, demonstrating the fact that he has gotten his slaves to build a city, whereas Ramses has not.

    The bulk of the main acting is pretty good. Charlton Heston shines once again as the man-against-the-odds, going from glory to griminess before reemerging as liberator. As in equally famous role as Judah Ben-Hur, he rather block-headedly refuses to make use of the opportunities afforded him by his exalted position, even spurning Seti’s offer to forgive him providing he vow he would not lead the Hebrews in rebellion against him. Instead of using tact or grace in his wording (which I think could have helped his people much more from the get-go!), he declares he definitely would lead “his people” rebellion after all!

   The thing that’s a bit irksome in this is his instant disavowal of his loyalty to Egypt and the Pharaoh, even though he was been raised in the court since an infant. Great, so he’s Hebrew by blood, but does that change all his past perceptions and beliefs in a twinkling? The whole thing is blown up for dramatic effect, and even I will admit it is dramatic if a bit unrealistic. One way or another, it does help propel him on his search for the divine. In an interesting twist, Heston is voice of God coming from the burning bush, since he thought interlocutions may well come out that way. A bit cheesy the way they slowed down his voice to sound almost like an alien, but interesting concept nonetheless.

    His counterpart, Yul Brynner, makes a wonderfully agile villain that you almost find yourself admiring at given times. He may be a power-hungry slave-driver who miscalculates when he defies the Hebrew God, but he has a certain noble, authoritative stride to his step, even when he finds his world crumbling around him. Judging from the way he beseeches his Egyptian god of darkness to restore the life of his son, he seems to be a very religious man. By the end of the film, he seems to have experienced enlightenment the hard way when he admits, “Moses’ god is God.”

    The character of Nefretiri, played by Anne Baxter, is probably one of my least favorite in the film. First of all, I think she throws things off in the way of plot and historical accuracy. Yes, she is your typical sword-and-sandal seductress fare, and I don’t suppose the epic would be quite complete without her. But she’s basically a sex symbol with a pathetic lack of depth who finds herself in a worn cycle of being misused while in search of true love. Actually, one of the main emotions here character draws from me is pity.

    Needless to say, the whole little love triangle with Moses, Ramses, and Nefretiri is a fabrication, and I think the character of Moses comes off the worse for it. When he is Prince of Egypt, he is gung-ho about their passionate love affair. But when he returns to Egypt years later as “The Messenger of God”, he treats her with an extremely cold attitude. Yes, she is making a nuisance of herself trying to rekindle their old romance, but I would think it would be more instinctive to feel a deep compassion for his former flame and treat her more sensitively, even if she was trying to get him to sin. She is a lost soul seeking love in all the wrong places, and instead of being firm yet still loving, he comes off as almost flaunting his new position as prophet with a haughty air.

    One love triangle apparently wasn’t sufficient, so they decided have Nefretiri and Sephora come head-to-head over Moses as well before being mutually disillusioned by his role as prophet. “You lost him when he went in search of his God,” Sephora explains. “I lost him when he found his God.” We do seem to “lose touch” with Moses as soon as he descends from Mount Sinai. This is a pity, since it deprives us of getting into his head during the most pivotal points of the movie. That having been said, I like the way these two female leads are contrasted with poetic language to explain that inner beauty is the most important of all. “Love is not an art to us; it is life to us”, Sephora tells Moses.

     Nothing is mentioned in The Bible or elsewhere about Ramses planning on killing the Jewish first-borns during the “let-my-people-go” crisis. It would have been more accurate and reasonable if the film had just hearkened back to the killings of infants when Moses was a baby and indicated that The Angel of Death was avenging that travesty than creating a new one for sensationalism purposes. This addition leads to another awkward moment: Nefretiri goes the extra mile to save Moses’ son, but Moses doesn’t show her much compassion when her own son is sentenced to die or make any major moves to try to save him.

    Two of the worst miscasts have to be the casting of Vincent Price as Baka and Edward G. Robinson as Dathan for this film. Put simply, they doom themselves by being themselves…..with turbines! Shades of John Wayne as Kublai Kahn in The Conqueror, to be sure. But that’s another gruesome tale.  And of course these two incongruent odd-balls would make a run for the same less-than-impressed girl.

    This unfortunate female, Lilia, serves as a representation of the Nation of Israel – “a water lily in the mud”.” Loved by Joshua, bringer down of walls, and misused by creepy miscasts, she almost dies as a result of the green mist but is saved by Joshua who paint’s lamb’s blood over Dathan’s door. She is later almost sacrificed at the altar of the golden calf but is rescued by Moses in the nick of time.  Innocence, defilement, and redemption – the cycle is emblematic of The Chosen People in The Old Testament.

    The Ten Commandments, for all its eccentricities and quirks, remains a masterpiece of storyteller and spectacle that cannot be repeated, and watching it is an Easter tradition for thousands, including myself. I think the transcendence of it can be best captured in the scenes where Moses is struggling through the desert being poured out, bled dry, and left literally in the dust. It is a precursor to Christ’s 40 days in the desert, and emblematic of all those who must be beaten out before they can find God and their calling in life by following His Word. As Pharoah famously says: “So let it be written; so let it be done.”   
  


Moses (Charlton Heston) descends Mt. Sinai with The Ten Commandments