I saw this movie a short while ago. A bunch of us went to see it. When we came out of the theatre, we talked about what we’d do next, but none of us were in the mood to go out. It just didn’t feel right after that movie!
Anyway, some comments about the movie.
What did it for me was seeing Maria suffer with Jesus. That’s what brought it home for me. We’ve seen so much violence in movies, TV and the news, we’ve got blocking mechanisms to prevent us from taking it in.
I was distracted by the filmatographic choices Mel Gibson did. Why did he make those choices, etc.
For the most part they were logical, or at least interesting.
The one thing I had a problem with, until I possibly figured it out, was when Maria mopped up the blood of Jesus after he’d been whipped. Why did she do that? I couldn’t see anything in the Bible about it.
Then, after a while it started dawning on me: It’s a catholic thing.
They see the blood as having power in itself. Remember Ben Hur? When the blood reached his mom and sister, they were healed. I didn’t have a problem with that when I saw it, but I’ve never forgotten.
But the problem I have with it now is that it’s presented as something magical. I don’t believe it is. I think the blood of Jesus is as powerful today as it every was, but I’m not searching for any physical drops of blood that may have survived the millenia. The power is in what it accomplished. Atonement from sin, and healing brought to us. That the Holy Spirit is available to me, both when I got saved and as anointing in my ministry.
It’s a very different concept.
But even though I take issue with some finer points of theology with that movie, I’m glad I saw it, and I’m glad it got made.