I am still every age that I have been. Because I was once a child, I am always a child. Because I was once a searching adolescent, given to moods … Continue reading All the Ages I’ve Ever Been
We seem rather preoccupied with the end of the world lately. From The Hunger Games to The Walking Dead, the end of life as we know it has become commonplace in popular fiction …
With all the hoopla surrounding the new Star Wars trilogy, I’ve fallen back into an old habit that once came quite naturally: navigating towering expectations and crackpot speculation about the future of the galaxy far, far away …
The other night, I finally watched Of Gods and Men (Des hommes et des dieux) – a French film based on the true story of seven Trappist monks who lived in the Algerian mountains in 1996, when religious violence was overtaking the country.
Pointing the finger at others seems to be a universal human impulse – and an incredibly tough habit to break, even when we’re aware of it.
For obvious reasons, it’s taken me awhile to gather my thoughts on this movie. Halfway through our midnight showing – at around 2AM – Luke’s mom called, and he nearly had a heart attack thinking something had happened to a family member.
We matter. Our actions matter. When we pretend like we don’t, and act like we don’t, the universe spins out of balance. The most recent Fringe episode (3.10, “The Firefly“) illustrated this … Continue reading This I Hold to Be True