God is Whole, Not Full of Holes

God's Debris is an interesting book. I am writing this as a Christian. It is important that the reader knows this. The book states that it is not true and that even the author, Scott Adams, does not necessarily believe its contents. It is designed to be a mental exercise. I personally find it hard to fathom why anyone would write something with supposed truths that they claim to be uncertain of. The book starts with a meeting of a package delivery man with an old gentleman who begins to question him towards supposed enlightenment. I admit that the journey is fun and has some merit. However, many of the "truths" expounded upon in the book are fairly close to, if not allied with, heresy. The basic concept of the book is that the greatest power in the universe is expressed through probability. Probability is God's power and makes everything possible. The book then proceeds to endure itself to the reader by creating two very likable characters. Along the way everything from evolution to light speed is addressed. While the arguments are full of mental gymnastics the point becomes clear fairly soon. To wit: God is omnipotent, and the only thing that would challenge such a being is seeking a way to destroy Himself. Adams presents a "god" that is suicidal in a sense. The book states that God has blown Himself to bits and the universe, rocks, plants, animals, and humans are all working within all powerful probability to reassemble God. This cosmic jigsaw puzzle allows for all belief systems. In short, this seems to be another clever attempt to try and persuade the world that all beliefs are valid and ultimately lead to "god." This is where the heresy is exhibited strongest. The book views a creator that is as interested in rocks as he is humans. After all, we are all made of the same stuff. All of us are part of "god" trying to reassemble itself. This sort of gobble-d-gook philosophy is like asking unanswerable questions like "Can God make square circles?" or "Can God make a rock so big he can't pick it up?" This type of circular logic is old hat to folks that want just enough of the truth to keep themselves confused. God's debris are not floating about trying to reassemble through all beliefs and positive probability behaviors. God is the great causer. He is the causer without a cause. He is not bored, but I admit He is unchallenged. He would have no need for this sort of exercise. God is not a Taoist. God incarnate became flesh and dwelt among man. He was crucified for our sin and rose from the dead. He did so without vanity or pomp and circumstance. He did so in humility. He will return in glory. God's Debris is entertaining and a fun read; however, the reader must be careful to have a firm grip on his or her beliefs lest confusion be nurtured by this hogwash philosophy.

Bittersweet Up

UP is one of the most beautiful movies in a long time. It is a rare thing when a movie makes the viewer love the characters in the first 15-30 minutes. This movie does just that and is a triumph of emotional beauty. Of course it has its comedy and its far fetched moments. However, I sat in the theater with my wife, both of us tearing up with lumps in our throats in the first half hour of the movie. This sets the stage for a fun adventure that ends in a bittersweet triumph. The story is about life long love and the willingness to do almost anything to see your dreams through. It is also a story of recovery from grief, and it is about getting a new lease on life. See it with your wife or girlfriend.

Get Mooned

MOON is one of those rare gems of a movie that do not come along very often. Unexpected would be the word that describes the feeling I had when I first saw it. I did not expect such an excellent movie. Many films that have far larger budgets miss the mark, but MOON nails it dead on. The performances by Sam Rockwell and Kevin Spacey are nothing short of tremendous. The obvious nod to 2001: A SPACE ODDESSY'S HAL 9000 are very clear in the voice of the computer GERTY 3000. However, the emotional difference that GERTY gives brings originality to the film. Spacey is perfect for this role. The plot moves slowly, but is never boring. Intriguing is the best way to describe this film. It is cerebral science fiction at its best, but it does not take a genius to understand the plot or the complexity of the characters. The viewer feels for Sam and amazingly for GERTY as well. Hands down this movie is a masterpiece of writing and ingenuity. It is a MUST see for any sci-fi fan, and even folks that hate sci-fi will find it enduring and gripping. Do not miss MOON! Some cursing.

Martyrs: Not What You Think

MARTYRS is an exceptional experience for various reasons. I have no plans of getting into the plot too deeply, because ruining this movie's surprises would be tantamount to a cinema crime. What I would like to focus on are some exceptional elements. This movie delves into realms not normally touched by the horror genre. The violence is extreme and over the top, but it has a reason behind it: Albeit, a twisted and sick reason. However, it is not mindless violence without cause just for the sake of "goring" someone to death. I am not a huge fan of gore. However, this film uses it properly to convey its intended message. MARTYRS is very successful in making the audience think hard about the questions it puts forth. I find it terribly interesting that the "bad guys" seem to all come from the upper class of society and for some reason they felt distinctly Nazi-like. The film is still tumbling around in my head as I try to come to grips with its intended message. I find much ambiguity, but I also find pointed questions and fearful revelations. Another issue of note is the near absence of curse words. American horror is filled to the brim with "F-Bombs" and all other variety of offensive language. MARTYRS seems to have no use for such language. It does not need it. It is also proof that superior suspense and horror films can be made without the need for constant cursing. I found it very refreshing. There is some mild nudity, but it is not sexual in any way. The focus of the film is its stunning and shocking visuals and the message it is trying to convey. The truth is: This is not a "happy time" film experience. If you want to feel good, do not watch this film. (Watch THE EMPEROR'S NEW GROOVE instead) If you want to be spoon fed, do not watch this film. If you want to think and test your analytical powers and your ability to pay attention to nuances, this is the film for you. NO WAY SHOULD ANY CHILD SEE THIS MOVIE!!! MANY ADULTS SHOULD NOT SEE IT EITHER. Make sure you can handle it.

Excellent Beyond Words: Pontypool Rules the Screen

PONTYPOOL is by far one of the most excellent "zombie" films in the history of cinema. When one considers the fact that some who worked on the film did not consider it to be a "zombie" film, it serves to outline the reasons the film works so well. The "happenings" that occur in the small town of Pontypool can be seen in many different ways. Certainly, the strangeness of the movie make the situational horror manifest itself within the confines of several interpretations. The "bad" guys can be seen as zombies, insane, victims, etc. What makes the movie so incredible is the Oscar worthy acting by Stephen McHattie. McHattie's portrayal of Grant Mazzy is dizzying. His performance is by far one of the most outstanding and riveting in any genre. When this fact is coupled with one of the most intriguing plots in the history of film, the viewer gets a rare recipe for greatness. PONTYPOOL is a must see for zombie fans, horror fans, and serious film buffs. It was simply one of the most outstanding films I have seen in a very, very long time. Do not miss it!

The Road Not Taken

THE ROAD is a beautifully rendered, heart smelting experience. The acting is first rate, and the plot moves in an unrelenting manner. The simple things we take for granted are shown here to be something special. The dark and graying landscape of the film is beautiful in an almost "sick-at-heart" way. The setting is replete with the fear and hopelessness that post apocalyptic thrillers excel at.

Yet...

The whole film is a comment on the love between a son and his father. Despite the evil that surrounds them, the father tries his best to teach his son a better way. We see the goodness in the son's beliefs and attitude. We see an imperfect father that is trying to differentiate between the "good" guys and the "bad" guys. His son wants to help when he can, but the father's protective nature hinders this. We see the father make mistakes and his own son serves as a moral compass that leads his "papa" back to the right thing. In the end, trust becomes the highest achievement. The son seems to me to represent all that is good in the world and the father represents those of us that have become jaded by the trials of life. The absence of the divine seems clear in a world abandoned by all hope. Yet, the son embodies the divine spark assuring us that good has not been driven from the world. This is a story of starvation from a physical and spiritual standpoint. The focus on suicide and hopelessness is so powerfully rendered that it stays with the audience for long days after the curtain has closed. Some may see the negative existentialist worldview of Nietzsche or the survival of the fittest perspective of Darwin, but what truly shines about the film is its depiction humanity's reach for more. In the end, we see the values of goodness, love, and the sanctity of life. There is a reach for the spiritual and a desire to return to lawful society. While I felt some gray depression after the movie ended, it affirmed just how valuable each of us are. It made me examine my own pettiness and reaffirmed the values I hold dear. It is amazing that each of us needs a reset of our perspective from time to time. THE ROAD is ultimately successful in pointing us towards that which is truly important: The love, value and dignity that is given to us and the love, value and dignity that we must give to others if we are to truly comprehend what is means to be human.

Tom’s Take on Twilight: New Moon

If you are a 13-15 year old girl this review does not apply to you. Somewhere underneath the surface of this beautifully shot movie there is a plot. However, I can’t find it. Chris Weitz’s directing is reasonably good as far as the look of the movie goes. It does have the moody, angst, overcast setting that makes these films work. The werewolves look like big CGI monsters that you’d like to pet. There are even a few comedic one liners that might get a quick chuckle. Unfortunately, that is where the good stops and the massive amounts of bad starts. The basic premise of the film is silly to the extreme. Edward decides that he must leave his love, Bella, to ensure her safety and to give her a chance at a normal life. Yet, when he leaves her, she spends most of her time screaming out nightmares. (I wish my ex-girlfriends had missed me that much.) The overblown acting here is, in a word, horrible. The irony here is that once he leaves her the only way she can “see” him is if she puts herself into serious physical jeopardy. Thus, he leaves to keep her safe only to make her place herself in more danger than ever. Clearly, Edward needs a new brain. This is also a concern considering the “red headed vampire of death” is out to kill her. Edward leaves so Bella can be safe. What he does is leave her to the mercy of “killer red.” (A very wasted villain if you ask me.) On top of this, when putz Edward calls Bella and wolf man Jacob tells him that Bella’s dad is “arranging for a funeral,” he hangs up the phone. Without checking his sources, he decides that he must, in teenage style angst, kill himself. What an idiot! One would think that after 109 years he might have grown out of teenage melodrama. This is silly beyond words. Somehow Bella is able to fly across the world and in the nick of time save him from exposing himself to the mundanes. However, we do get a good shot of Edwards pale naked top half. This gratitudious flesh festival does not compare to wolf man Jacob’s “Chip-n-Dale” shirt rip to dab a small amount of blood from Bella’s motorcycle wreck, head wound. I actually heard the mostly female audience’s sharp intake of breath and giddy stifled laughter when this occurred. We are told that women are stimulated in an emotional manner not a visual one. I do not buy this at all. As the movie crawls and lurches to a close, we get to see the over stylized council of old vampires who look more like old gay fashion rejects. The movie makes an attempt to be intense here with a fight to save Bella, and we get a prophecy that stays the hand of the council. One day Bella will become one of them. This leads to the most comically tragic scene, via a prophetic vision, in the movie with Edward chasing Bella in the sunlit forest sparkles aglow on both of them. I fully expected singing animals or seven dwarves at this moment. One word: Barf! In short, this movie looks good and is shot with great visuals. (And I don’t mean the bare chest studs either.) However, the plot (or lack thereof) and the overblown melodrama is almost wretch worthy.

I give Twilight: New Moon ½ of a star for good cinematography. Save your money folks, and buy a poster of wolf man Taylor Lautner with his shirt off. It’ll be cheaper and last a lot longer.