I took a little break to read a sci/fi novel, go to a baseball game, and watch some movies. I am not going to blog about sci/fi or baseball. Although, for baseball fans, here are the basics of something like a miracle that happened Monday for my alma mater, TCU.
One movie I watched was the Woody Allen-directed, Magic in the Moonlight. It is a light, romantic comedy that, nevertheless, deals with faith and skepticism. I thought it was very well done so as to call into question both the occult and skepticism.
It makes fun of skepticism by showing the arrogant pretensions of modern man. In one scene, the Colin Firth character is in an observatory that he had visited as a child. He says that back then he found the universe menacing. He felt insignificant over against its vastness. He says something like, “Of course, I was much smaller then.”–as if the difference between a man and a child makes any difference at all in relation to the universe.
This is like a pin prick to our idea that we have all matured out of our childish awe of mysteries.
In another scene, at the very moment he decides to give prayer a chance and then rebels against the whole notion of prayer, his prayer gets answered.
Anyway, I found the movie both fun and thought-provoking.