NOAH! Nah!

We finally saw NOAH last night, and first let me be nice and say that it had some good scenes and good special effects. I loved the part where the animals came to the ark. The movie also had some great actors in it. Yes, they did their best. Russell Crowe and Jennifer Connelly, who starred together in the superb film, A Beautiful Mind, had great chemistry as Noah and Naamel. (I need to find out if that’s her actual biblical name) The rest of the cast, including Emma Watson, Harry Potter’s old sidekick, tried hard to make this film work as well, but . . . .it didn’t. For me anyway, this film didn’t work AT ALL. Why? I’ve tried to figure out why and here are a few reasons that come quickly to mind.

1. The story-line wasn’t even close to the one we’re familiar with. It’s true there was an ark with animals. That was about it. The rest was unrecognizable. Well, the bad people die, but see number two to find out what made them bad. After the movie we attended was over, somebody was so disgusted that he yelled out, “None of that was in the bible, by the way.”

“No kidding!” I wanted to call back.

2. The movie had an agenda. The movie suggested that the people who ended up disappearing under the watery depths—the sinners, were “bad” primarily because a. They’d  industrialized and b. They ate meat. People are not more important than animals, the film let us know.

3. The rock monsters. Yes, I’d heard about them, and as soon as I saw them, I thought Yep, this is dumb all right. The rock monsters just didn’t fit. They were like big cartoon characters in the middle of a drama.

4. Noah was off his rocker. Like Russell Crowe’s character in A Beautiful Mind, Noah didn’t seem to know what he was doing or why he was doing it. He was confused to the point of being willing to kill his own family members. The guy was mean. I thought, Noah, shape up. Get a grip!   

To be fair, this movie may have worked for me had I been a vegetarian, atheist, and fantasy fan. Also, to be fair, my husband who’s kind of a fantasy fan said he sort of liked it. He said you just had to think of it as a sci-fi movie and not try to fit it in with the centuries old biblical story which, by the way, I’m wondering if the writers of this movie even bothered to read.

 

 

 

A Big Shining Star to the Tattooed Driver with a Mohawk

gold starThe heavily tattooed man with the Mohawk in the beat-up sedan next to mine, looked, for lack of a better word, mean. His wife or girlfriend on the passenger side had several piercings on her face, and she looked pretty rough as well. Under normal circumstances there was no way I would dare approach these people.  But I had a problem. I was already late for an appointment and I was stuck in a lane that would force me right back on to the freeway. There was a long line-up of cars behind me. I rolled down my passenger window and honked  a couple of short beeps. The driver glanced over, saw I was trying to get his attention, rolled down his own window, and lifted an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

“Hey, listen, I’ve ended up in the wrong lane and  need to go that way,” I called, pointing forward.  “Any chance you’d let me pull in front of you as soon as the light changes?”

It took him just a second or two.  “Oh . . .Oh, yeah, sure,” he answered. “Yeah, I can let you in. No problem!”  He lifted a corner of his mouth.

“Thanks so much!” I responded. “Thank you! Thank you!”

The woman leaned forward and smiled as well, a couple of teeth missing. She raised her hand.

The light changed about twenty seconds later, and true to his word, the guy motioned me over. I whipped in front of  him and raced through the green light so quickly that nobody behind either of us even had time to honk. Then I waved energetically out the window.

You’re welcome, the guy honked back.

I was still smiling when I got to my appointment. The heavily tattooed driver with the Mohawk in that beat-up sedan had looked “mean,”  but he wasn’t mean. He was nice.

BIRD HOMES/PEOPLE HOMES

Did you know the hummingbird builds its tiny nest using, among other things, spider webs, so that the home will stretch as the babies grow?  A weaverbird weaves and sews its nest out of grass. It’s the papa Cactus Wren–and this is not unusual for wrens– who builds the nest. In fact, he builds several in hopes of impressing the female.

ibg.common.titledetailI learned all these things in the wonderful children’s book, MAMA BUILT A LITTLE NEST (Jennifer Ward, author; Steve Jenkins, illustrator) This delightful picture book is written in rhyme with the baby bird (or egg) as the narrator. Here’s more: The Burrowing Owl digs out a burrow in the ground, “a safe and feathery furrow.” The flamingo builds its nest of mud and the bald eagle builds a huge nest  five to six feet large and two to three feet high.

The book made me think about the various styles of homes we as people create. There are “minimalists” who keep their homes very simple and free of any excess–the less belongings the better. Then there are mamas (and papas as well) who create fancier and more elaborate homes. I know a few who sew, paint etc. and enjoy decorating their “nests” with their handiwork.  There are all different sizes of homes as well from the very small to the extremely large. And yes, some build their homes on ledges like the falcons, and some even keep several homes and move from one to the other. This book reminded me that it doesn’t matter so much what style of home we create, as long as it serves as a safe haven where family members can grow and develop and learn to “fly.”

I love it when my grown up children return to visit their old home with their own “baby birds.” Sometimes, while moving from one “nest” to another, they’ve even moved back in for a short period. But then they fly off again to their own adventures and to live their own lives and create their own havens.