I cried when I saw Schindler’s List, copiously and without embarrassment. The film taught me nothing new about the holocaust, so it didn’t educate me. But it reminded me through graphic story-telling of something unfathomable, something that should regularly be remembered and grieved. So weeping was called for. But afterwards I had to ask myself So what? Would crying erase the suffering, much less annihilation, of the victims? For that matter, would crying over racism, cruelty and genocide make them stop? Tears are fine; actions are better. Continue Reading

Last night my family and I finally got around to seeing the much-touted film Noah, both because we’ve been looking forward to it since we first saw its trailers months ago, and second,  to see what all the fuss was about. Bottom line: There’s lots to fuss about. It veers from being somewhat then wildly un-Biblical, to at times offering glimpses of sound doctrine. I give it a B+ for production value;  a D for accuracy; and a resounding A for chutzpah in offering some of the weirdest ideas I’ve ever heard linked to the story of the great Continue Reading