Davinci Code
Well, I finally bit the bullet and watched The Davinci Code! I've been curious to see what all the controversy was about.
Firstly, I need to say that I was impressed. I think Ron Howard did a great job directing and in casting this film. The actors/actresses were for the most part, suited for their roles.
Audrey Tautou played an amazing Sophie Neveu. I can't imagine any other actress playing this part so convincingly. She has this perfect look of vulnerability but strength. I'm not sure how well known she is in France, but she's VERY talented. If only I had HALF that talent.
Ian McKellen played Sir Leigh Teabing. What a neat character he is. He IS the part.
Alfred Molina, cool guy, but I didnt believe he was a bishop. Maybe he looked too young but there was definitly something about him. Maybe I just thought he looked more evil than holy. Who knows.
As for Tom Hanks....I really don't see him as Robert Langdon. But at the end, I guess he grew on me somewhat.
My favorite character was Captain Bezu Fache (John Reno). I totally am all over him. Great job as usual. Just love to hate him. :)
As for the meat of the movie....the story itself was pretty neat concept. Though I'm sure I don't believe that Jesus had children, I finally realize my soul is not going to burn in hell for eternity because I watched this movie. What a relief. The movie is a work of fiction and should be perceived as that. Nothing more. No story teller is ever going to squash my faith. It's about time I finally realized that.
I was however disappointed that I pretty well could see the outcome very early on and knew who the descendant was going to turn out to be (just in case you haven't seen it yet, I don't want to spoil it). All in all though, I rarely see a movie I hate. I love all movies, and as far as a movie goes, it delighted my senses for a little while and distracted me from the hum-drum bore that is my life. So it's all good.
Quick blog tonight. I'm really trying to do this more frequently...but who has the time?
Until Next Time . . .