i went by myself to see the passion on friday evening. i thought it was awful. but that was to be expected judging by the things i have known about the crucifiction before i went to see the movie. i knew it would be awful. awful... but also moving, touching and beautiful. to heart the quietness in the theatre after the first five minites... to glance around and see everyones eyes fixated on the screen, on Jesus praying in Golgotha, watching him being beaten and seeing him die on the cross... the film touched me.

i felt strange though... when i first got there... it struck me as odd that there were families in the theatres munching on popcorn like they were there to see the latest jim carrey film. but when it was over, i dont think any could have walked out of the theatre as the same person they were when they went in.

strangly beautiful, the realist depiction, although still a far cry from the actual truth, the passion is a humbling reminder of the love that Jesus Christ has for me.