The Passion of the Christ Widescreen Edition
After all the controversy and rigorous debate has subsided, Mel Gibson's The Passion of the Christ will remain a force to be reckoned with. In the final analysis, "Gibson's Folly" is an act of personal bravery and commitment on the part of its director, who self-financed this $25-30 million production to preserve his artistic goal of creating the Passion of Christ ("Passion" in this context meaning "suffering") as a quite literal, in-your-face interpretation of the final 12 hours in the life of Jesus, scripted almost directly from the gospels (and spoken in Aramaic and Latin with a relative minimum of subtitles) and presented as a relentless, 126-minute ordeal of torture and crucifixion. For Christians and non-Christians alike, this film does not "entertain," and it's not a film that one can "like" or "dislike" in any conventional sense. (It is also emphatically not a film for children or the weak of heart.) Rather, The Passion is a cinematic experience that serves an almost singular purpose: to show the scourging and death of Jesus Christ in such horrifically graphic detail (with Gibson's own hand pounding the nails in the cross) that even non-believers may feel a twinge of sorrow and culpability in witnessing the final moments of the Son of God, played by Jim Caviezel in a performance that's not so much acting as a willful act of submission, so intense that some will weep not only for Christ, but for Caviezel's unparalleled test of endurance.
Leave it to the intelligentsia to debate the film's alleged anti-Semitic slant; if one judges what is on the screen (so gloriously served by John Debney's score and Caleb Deschanel's cinematography), there is fuel for debate but no obvious malice aforethought; the Jews under Caiaphas are just as guilty as the barbaric Romans who carry out the execution, especially after Gibson excised (from the subtitles, if not the soundtrack) the film's most controversial line of dialogue. If one accepts that Gibson's intentions are sincere, The Passion can be accepted for what it is: a grueling, straightforward (some might say unimaginative) and extremely violent depiction of the Passion, guaranteed to render devout Christians speechless while it intensifies their faith. Non-believers are likely to take a more dispassionate view, and some may resort to ridicule. But one thing remains undebatable: with The Passion of the Christ, Gibson put his money where his mouth is. You can praise or damn him all you want, but you've got to admire his chutzpah. –Jeff Shannon
5 Stars Best Movie All Year
Best movie ever made. Will leave you breathless and in tears. This is defentily a must see movie. This version should not be watched by kids. There is a recut version that is good for them to see.
5 Stars Great Action Flick, Better Than Transformers!!!
OMG! (oh my Gibson) this movie is fantastic. I am very skeptical of any action movie that doesn't have at least one robot on robot fight in it, but The Passion of the CHRIST (Centurion Humanoid Robot Intelligence System version – T) was amazing. Mel Gibson's attention to detail was apparent in every scene. He even gave J-CHRIST his own archaic robo-language (thank Gibson for subtitles right!). However, I am still a little perplexed why Gibson decided to set this film in Gladiator times, Crowe already nailed that role and this movie didn't have a single chariot race in it, so what's the point? I suppose I am just nitpicking, the rest of the film was thrilling and packed full of more action than a bang bus on spring break.
The Passion of the CHRIST's plot was very post modern and provocative. In most films, the down on his luck robot cop has to turn in his robo-badge and go home to his unloving abusive robo-wife, but eventually he overcomes the odds and starts smashing robot faces while Drowning Pool's "Let the Bodies Hit the Floor" plays in the background. (Note to Mr.Gibson: You need a better soundtrack for the sequel) In this film, however, J-CHRIST takes the pain and continues to higher ground where he can better broadcast his distress signal. Right as you are expecting the big battle royal finale where J-CHRIST calls in his 12 Mega-Disciplebots to assemble into the Holy Voltrininty, the film takes a dramatic twist and leaves you floored like the gas pedal on a bang bus on spring break once you find out she is actually only fifteen.
I love how foolish the Romans were, J-CHRIST was clearing leaking coolant and yet they forced him to carry around a huge heat sink and air cool by walking. If they wanted to short-circuit his mainframe or possibly override his front-side bus they should have generated a large EMP (Electromagnetic Pulse) or simply removed his Intel Cerebral Cortex ™. The part I was most confused about was the ending. I understand that he did a Terminator time travel, the no clothes on and dramatic music bit, but why did he have holes in his Adamantium endoskeleton? Everyone knows that the classic sign of a time traveling robot is a blast crater with electricity arching off it, not holes in your hands. I guess it is just another element of Gibson's genius that I am incapable of fully grasping.
This film deserves five stars. The Passion of the CHRIST is a thrill ride within a thrill ride within a Hard Rock Caf
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