Reading today's article on First Things's website, I was please to read Neuhaus quoting the Adore Te Devote - attributed to Thomas Aquinas. I post it here in honour of the Advent season and the Mass of Christ:

Godhead here in hiding, whom I do adore
Masked by these bare shadows, shape and nothing
See, Lord, at thy service low lies here a heart
Lost, all lost in wonder at the God thou art.

Seeing, touching, tasting are in thee deceived;
How says trusty hearing? That shall be believed;
What God’s Son has told me, take for truth I do;
Truth himself speaks truly or there’s nothing true.


Sorry for the recent silence. I have a friend visiting, and the internet is poor comparison with live friendship. Will get back to you soon enough. Meanwhile, book suggestion: The Tale of Desperaux. I'm reading it on and off on my breaks at work. It's lovely.

And yes, it's a children's book. And yes, it's about a talking mouse. Don't be hasty. No jumping to conclusions. (It's hard to get away from there once you've first made the leap.)


A few reviews

'Being John Malkovich' is in my list of top five strangest movies. It's right up there with 'It's All About Love', which is also in my top five worst movies list (these lists are unstable and organic, otherwise I would provide them here and now).
'Enchanted' is enchanting. I will say no more, for there are many people who might read this who don't want me to reveal anything before they see it for themselves.

'Bella' - everyone should see it. It has been described as 'melodramatic and predictable'. I might agree except that I didn't mind foreseeing the end and I have a tendency to view all of life with a little more drama than is generally required. Moreover, some people simply have serious problems. And sometimes those people meet up. And sometimes that intersection is worth narrating. Or filming. So I felt it was more than justified. It is also worth the two hours and seven bucks to see the most sympathetic eyes in the universe. That is what you will see. Divine sympathy.

'Persuasion' (1995) is a very good film for those suffering from shattered nerves. I realise that shattered nerves are rare this side of the nineteenth century, but when one lives through the piercing screech of our home's rigorous security system - particularly when one has set it off oneself after standing stupidly in front of the code box frantically punching in the wrong numbers - one is apt to forget that 'nerves' are a thing of the past. My back is still rather sore from the sheer physical tension of the event.

('Persuasion' [2007] is rather good also, though I can't speak for its efficacy in the face of shock and disturbia. Slightly more... weepy, in general, but sporting the charming Rupert Penry-Jones as Captain Wentworth - who can wait for it's stateside appearance in stores this January? I confess great personal impatience with the release date.)

update: I meant to mention this one as well: 'Babel'. I have been looking forward to seeing this film since I first heard of it - long before the trailer was released. Unable to see it in theatres, when it finally made it to video I found myself putting it off over and over. Finally, while Martin was visiting me the weekend after Thanksgiving, we picked it up at the library. It was a good movie. But whether my expectations were too high or the hype was too big, I found myself disappointed. I had every intention of adding it to my list of top ten, thus bumping off one of the more comfortable titles (I haven't added much since 'The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada' last year, which film my father is presently writing a paper on, and which I will probably watch within the hour). But it just wasn't that good. The various plotlines were connected too haphazardly. I cared about the characters only rarely. It was beautiful cinematography, but to no purpose. Cate never disappoints, of course, but I think I will enjoy watching her next week in the second of her 'Elizabeth' portrayals far more than I did a week and a half ago.
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