my life without me…

I think this movie would be great except for one BIG thing.  The notion that you would need to broaden your romantic/sexual horizons as some sort of finis to a bucket list is such a shallow (I think MALE) idea.  I will have to check the authorship of the screenplay (nope, I was wrong..written by women).  That being said emphatically–that sexual romantic love should not enter in to 99.9% of our relationships yet LOVE should define all  of them, this is a great quote–

LEE:  I love you.  I’m in love with you. And the world seems less terrible because you exist.  I feel like I wanna be with you for the rest of my life.  And all that, the palpitations, and the nerves, the pain, the happiness and the fear.  I wanna…I wanna touch you all the time!  I wanna take care of you and your girls and even find your husband a decent job and get you a house that doesn’t have wheels and…

ANN: Be careful. That sounds like a classic case of falling in love.

LEE:  I am in love.  I’m classically in love.  The classic husband is gonna be here any minute.  And the classic depression that sets in everytime you go off with him…and the crying and the tears and everything.


My focus–“I wanna take care…that doesn’t have wheels and…”

Again, my main premise is that the actual relationship between Ann and Lee might be a reasonable movie catalyst but it would be a much stronger vision of real love if it had not violated the boundaries of fidelity and marriage.

Once I get that disclaimer out there I get to my main point–love looks and sounds like this.  It is the flooded quality of care not just about the immediate person but all those who are important to that person.

I love Em and because I love her, I love the people she lives with and works with and even fights with.  I love her scary-and-deranged-biological father.  Not because it is logical and not because he deserves it, just because in some intrinsic sense he belongs to her and the restoration of his mind and life would be better for her than its derangement.

This is the one elemental idea that is missing in selfishness, the untranslatable impulse that Sea and anyone like him lacks.

And it is a facsimile of the Love defined by Jesus–His love is entirely protective and obstinate.  He refuses to give up on us or stop loving us even when we doggedly ignore Him or willfully misrepresent Him.

all that before the Cross…



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