QUOTE (MLeary @ Sep 10 2008, 09:03 AM)

Lots of directions for conversation offered by Henry.
Mleary, nice takes... and the expnded version there at the blog. nourishing and welcomingly reflective ty.
Regarding the puzzling first person angles u bring up, thats a great point...while it is a salient device.. i think that theres some leeway for this direction as it seems somehow inevitable. And what better way to get a sense of the encounter itself, the numinous aspect so to speak...and get there so readily by this choice of "framing" within the very sight-line of the observer and the observed...seeing along rather than seeing at... On this distinction im standing on the shoulders here of CS Lewis's remarkable thoughts in the toolshed
here, concerning his observations on one mote of light entering therein and applied in his art with his Lucy seeing analogously within a beam of light as she does in
Voyage of the Dawn Treader.
So one direction of discussion could certainly be about
Vision ... that and perhaps a big nod to the fav. Wittgenstein's duck/rabbit picture
here and how he distinguishes 'seeing that versus seeing as'
as here ....that interplay (or is it stages?) that for some is a struggle and finally seen
through becomes vision. ( at times like this i wish i could write like some of the stalwarts here on the boards as i think they'd get it better or at the very least allude to that which holy fools, poets, artists and small children so readily tap into , witness and refreshingly testify of.)
On another note and perhaps related.. the character of Millie , here my thoughts alighted back not just to C.S. Lewis's Lucy but even onward to del Torro's Ofelia...each youth saw (beheld) and carried throughout the content of their sight, even when others can't. They
see and even more, they trust and are obedient to their sight , perhaps the deep Mystery and appeal of this, here in Millie's case, is that likewise she doesn't see it as 'theirs' to covet they simply "just do"... Inspiring. Similar too and resonant much like Mary there in the garden, as u state in that great essay there on ur blog, titled
Advent and Aesthetics. Could this film refract this very same light, and rather than alloting it to just one female protagonist, disperses it amongst the feminine characters of Hope, Patience, Dawn and her daughter Millie. I myself, welcomed this reminder of the feminine rather than the rather obvious allusions given by their names...for it seems the feminine always bears the message and so moves the plot like some great hinge on a door, and much like
the Story with her own fiat or there with another Mary in the garden of St. John's gospel as u meditated upon in your essay. The storied-ness of each of these, if i might apply ur phrase... is welcome to see here again in Henry Poole as it was earlier this summer in the case of Eve ( and her encasing) there in the recent Wall-E.
True while not high art nor as luxurious in mystery as the sculpted time of Tarkovsky, or as sumptious to the eye/heart ratio that resonates so amidst the primordial forests or "fields of gold" that have been so poeticly glassed in Malick's cinematic frames ... this film has at the least a finger print of some similar trace, a remnant of something similar.. something thats right and true and even noble. Yes it stumbles here and there , but much like the stations that are part of the tradition of my faith, which at times comes so easy and at others offers challenge, i guess in the reaction to the stumble, there's meaning to be found.
Of late and do help me out anyone if im mistaken, i cant think of a big little film as this that seems to pivot so on the theme of seeing>vision, one that actually harkens back onto and then
into the somewhat antiquated word: "beholding"( in the sense that
listening is to hearing), partly because i think this word is taken for granted ...this film does seem to touch on that and therefore has some unique merit. I would welcome any recommendations from members who know of other films that share any similarity or might carry this same velocity. As an imaged encounter, the film for me at least, is welcomingly refreshing in the challenge to our intelligence to cite John Paul II writing on another similar event (par. 2)
as here.. Because of this i bear with the mtv moments...and found the films rather indirect forays into iconoclasm and belief appealing... for its posing a question at least , and seing a response much like the tradition of Veronicas veil and that Holy Face, which seems to be a distant echo to this work, and that "according to the Catholic Encyclopedia, the name "Veronica" is a colloquial portmanteau of the Latin word Vera, meaning truth, and Greek Icon meaning "image"; " to quote wikepedia. And in itself acting as a sign of contradiction to the likes of Henry Poole and his axe that u so adeptly point out, a sign indeed spoken against and confounding to even him ... all while to the humble, the elderly, and the little ones (i.e. the simple, depending on the translation preferred) each give pause to look upon, to an image and receive it. The axis of this Image..and its centrifuge, both eternal and entire, that draws one and once taken in is
beheld. I cant think of another film right now that touches in such a direct manner the reciprocal fashion of this "face to face encounter (2 Cor. 3:18) that St. Paul speaks of...and where again for me at least, as alluded to by the first person angles,,, a heart is wounded (Canticle 4:9) in the deepest sense and where as in scripture in "his eyes (or presence) a becoming starts,,,,and one is changed anew to find peace. (cf Canticle 8:10). For that i think its my big little film of the summer and so welcome.