Mel Gibson’s Christ’s Passion
That’s a lot of possessives.
I’ve been keeping an eye on this film because of it’s controversy and my growing interest in religion(s). The always-informative Mirabilis links to a fascinating (if poorly formatted) interview with a Dominican priest who recently viewed the film at the Vatican. Here’s an excerpt from his comments:
Anyone seeing this film — believer and unbeliever alike — will be forced to confront the central mystery of Christ’s passion, indeed of Christianity itself: If this is the remedy, what must the harm have been? The Curé of Ars says somewhere that no one could have an idea or explain what Our Lord has suffered for us; to grasp this, we would have to know all the harm sin has caused him, and we won’t know this until the hour of our death. In a way that only great art can do, Mel Gibson’s film helps us grasp something almost beyond our comprehension. At the outset, in the Garden of Gethsemane, the devil tempts Christ with the unavoidable question: How can anyone bear the sins of the whole world? It’s too much. Christ nearly shrinks at the prospect, but then convincingly proceeds to do just that — to take on, according to his Father’s will, the sins of the whole world. It’s astonishing really.