27.4.10

A Yes and a No: Gauging Freedom in "Yes Man"

At times, I think Yes Man is brilliant. At others, it's a little odd--if not downright scary. To begin with, Yes Man follows the trend of modern comedies in pushing the envelope of acceptable, creating some awkward scenes which make me unable to recommend this film outrightly. Even so, Yes Man is quite enjoyable sometimes, and I think it offers some pertinent insights into life in culture that are rewarding to whoever isn't upset by its less-than-perfect bits.

The very concept of Yes Man is fascinating: what if a man could only say yes to any possibility that presented itself to him? This, as the colorful tracts declare, is an opening up to life, a freedom to take any opportunity for all its worth. At times, I think this is exactly what culture needs, especially Christian culture. There is no place for fear, caution yes, but not fear in the Christian heart. If Christ Jesus is our Savior, then there is nothing to which we must surrender and nothing which must cause anxiety. At the same time, we recognize--as do the movie's protagonists at the end--that fear is a thoroughly human tendancy; still this realization should only strengthen our desire for God's grace rather than allow us to retreat from what makes us uncomfortable.

In many situations, I think this open thinking could revolutionize the way we Christians think, especially about culture. Culture would no more be an invicible pollutant, an enemy to be avoided at all costs lest our holy souls be permanently tarnished. Rather, culture--in both its clean and dirty sides--is something that at the least can be engaged, and oftentimes should, at least by someone. In the end, we must remember that Jesus is stronger than culture; He that is within us is more powerful than he that is in the world.

Still, caution and discernments are virtues that should not be rashly thrown out the window. As Jim Carry's character learns, openness can sometimes become a form of responsiblity diffusion or capitulation to destructive, controlling forces. Certainly what the world needs is not a church who agrees to every whim of culture, but rather a church with a strong backbone that can both critique and offer authentic hope for change. There are lines in the sand which must be drawn, but at the same time we must be careful lest we throw stones or show anything less than unconditional love to those we have often marginalized (John 8).

Caution also leads to another virtue which is balance. Much of life can be seen as the battle between two polar forces which have been called a variety of names: rational and appetitive, id and super ego, romantic and mundane, extraordinary and ordinary. Plato is correct in noting that these oppositionary "steeds" must be reigned in by a Charioteer which is the balanced side of the self. Only in balance can both steeds find a safe pace, even as we recognize that chariots fly faster than most would dare to dream of.

However, modern culture often tends toward romanticism, an error evident in Yes Man and also in parts of the church, which is the pursuit of passion and pleasure over against the ordinary world of responsibilities. In Yes Man, romanticism takes the form of spontaneuity, and for a good portion of the film Jim Carrey's role acts on whims, making split-second decisions and doing the impossible, and it sure looks like fun. The problem with romanticism has never been that it is not fun, but rather that it refuses to last. If it did, romanticism would become the ordinary, wouldn't it? Right at the end, the film hints that perhaps it's romanticism is being overcome as Carrey mentions to his girlfriend that a big decision (here moving in together, feel free to think of better options) should take time to be decided. This patience may be the first step toward a balanced, healthy relationship, but it's hard to tell. And, in the face of rampant romanticism in culture, a louder critique is needed (for more on romanticism, among other things, I suggest the book Sex and Love in the Home).

In the end, moderation is the only sustainable path, the only way to keep the chariot running (although, yet again, it is running, not merely hobbling at a snail's pace like connotations of a word like "moderation" suggest). Still, I find in Yes Man a compelling and entertaining "what if?" that is helpful to those like me who have been trapped in overly-conservative, fearful frameworks of mind. I like watching a movie that opens the door to possibility; I think I could use more of that, though to some doors I'll still have to say "no."

P.S. Btw, I also love the cult-critique that Yes Man offers. I find the "Yes club" to be an interesting window into a post-secular American religious scene. People are desperate for answers and for "change" (just look at Pres. Obama's successful campaign). It is always sad to me that the church has lost much of its allure to the seeking (see "The Gospel Tastes Like Chocolat"). I suspect that any historical study of the church will detect errors against romanticism which made the church institutional, hierarchical, rigid, and even politically-legitimized (think Medieval times). It seems that finally more open, vibrant church-life is beginning to break through once more, although often erring in the opposite direction, namely toward romanticism and thrill-seeking. Errors over-correct into more errors. Again, balance and critique are rare but vital virtues.

Also, I find Carrey's fear of "the covenant" compelling. Often, I fear that we Christians are prone to over-reading situations in spiritual ways, reading the handwriting on the wall so to speak when there might only be graffiti. God's will is a mystery, as is his wind-like Spirit. We must be careful lest we let our interpretation of events legitimize our courses of action. Signs from God are likely less common than we think they are.That said, God moves in mysterious ways, even bringing enlightenment through--of all things--a Jim Carrey screwball comedy.

4.4.10

The Gospel Tastes Like Chocolat


Chocolat is one of those movies I hope Christians can learn from. I just read through a review of the movie at pluggedinonline and was encouraged to find that the reviewer wasn't overly sensitive. After all, Chocolat largely depicts a cold war between a church and a chocolate shop, and Christians would generally be considered as on the side of the church by default. However, this fact isn't actually as obvious as one might think, and I'm afraid pluggedinonline skips right over it. The review does make the laudable insight that the church of the town may have lost sight of its first love to say the least, and with that realization the review removes its allegiance from the church and opens the doors of criticism (to a degree). This, though a better response than unnecessary hostility, may still miss the point.

The point is that, while we Christians might be able to detect a false church when presented with one, the movie makes no such claim. The village church is not presented as a false church, rather, it is presented as the Church, and likely allows for some symbolic extrapolation. To Chocolat and most of its fans, the church presented might not be understood as a false church, but rather of a symbol of what the church has been all to often throughout history: a bastion of tradition and ritual. So, what is the proper response? Realizing that we are perhaps being caracatured after all, do we respond in hostility? No, precisely because a film like Chocolat offers a rare opportunity to look at ourselves through the world's eyes. This is a valuable window, and its depiction is not to be taken lightly. And, while investigating the viewpoint of this window, we can enjoy ourselves too.

Chocolat is a remarkably enjoyable film, after all. The acting is sharp (though not always the accents), the music is delightful, and the story is precious. In fact, the story of Vianne may be closer to the story of the early church than anything else. At the risk of butchering an excellent work of art with theological query, it seems to me that the Apostle Paul probably staggered into a village 2000 years ago under a deluge of rain. He, like Vianne, surely was the object of hate and persecution, usually at the hands of the local religious leaders. Religious leaders don't tend to like change, which is why they didn't like Jesus. How often are we the same way, comfortable in our carefully constructed status quo, unaware that Jesus never fails to turn our worlds upside down?

But Jesus wouldn't go away, and neither would Paul. Both always left an impression. They knew the meaning of the sacrifice and investment that staying entails, but they also knew the life that could be ignited by hope and love. Because, in the end, a lot of the Gospel boils down to hope and love. Surely the Gospel is infinitely more than those two values, but at the same time any gospel which rebuilds itself on anything but hope and love may be in danger of crumbling like a house made of sand. This is the truth that I find in Chocolat: love wins over tradition. No matter how much time and money and blood and sweat and tears we pour into our cathedrals and sacraments and missions trips and community outreaches, without love it is all nothing (which is not the same as saying that "all you need is love").

Looking at Vianne's chocolate shop, I imagine what it would be like if the church were that popular. And by popular I don't mean popular as we mean it; famous with red carpets and fancy dresses and million dollar homes by the sea, approval with a price tag. Rather, I mean popular in its oldest sense, known by "the people," the average down-and-out who everyone thinks is crazy but is actually violently oppressed. The mourning widow who can't find the steps to move on. The romantic whose home is blown by the wind. These are the ones who need hope. I can't help but wonder watching the Count roll and revel in the display window: since when did Christianity stop being this addictive? Why, in Acts, are 3000 freed by the Gospel in a single afternoon and the sick healed by touching Peter's shadow? Where is that power today?

I don't have any answers. I just have to wonder whether our Church looks more like the callous cathedral or the vibrant chocolate shop. Which is more important: theology and tradition or popular love and pleasure-soaked hope. The Psalms demand that we "Taste and see that the Lord is good." Is God more like chocolate or stale bread? What is at the bottom, which is the foundation? Shouldn't it be Jesus, and wasn't he radically loving? Didn't people flock to him? This is our challenge. Let's visit the chocolate shop; let's take a church trip to Disney World. What is it about those places that make people come alive? Why can't the Gospel do that?

31.3.10

Resurrection of the "Tranquilized:" Hope for the Drowning

The Killer's single "Tranquilize" begins with the steady plodding of "quiet desperation." Soon, Brandon Flowers' vocals interject themselves staccato-like over the plodding background. In verse two, Flowers is joined by Lou Reed and the song transitions to a duet between an anxious immature voice (Flowers) and a solider, weathered voice (Reed). This connection is expanded by the music video, which positions Flowers and Reed across from each other as if in a duel.

The most apparent duel within the story of "Tranqulize" is that of sailing and drowning. The first verse ends with "In the park we could go walking/Drown in the dark or we could go sailing/On the sea." "On the sea" rings out purely but esoterically from Flowers like a wistful resignation, conjuring the image of a sailboat gliding freely and happily which is threatened by that of a gaping throat filling with dark water, lost forever. The next few verses sing of desperation and fear which press down on the ragged plodding of the bass like lead, and fittingly as the chorus remarks that "Silently reflection turns my world to stone." This reflection incessently creeps up like the grimy fingers of "quiet desperation;" there is no escape ("tonight this engine's failing") and no escapism ("sipping on something sweet").

In the bridge, the formless monster of oppression is clarified. The song traces the monster's origin to the first murder, "when Abel looked up at Cain/We began the weeping and wailing." Indeed, this helpless upward gaze is the gaze of desperation and pain. The bridge continues to reveal how the monster is sustained by "A hurried high from pestilence, pills, and pride..." This "hurried high" is enough to satisfy the base longings of men; "It's a shame, we could have gone sailing." Here, the image of sailing reappears, an image of complete freedom which is the antithesis of enslaving hurried highs.

The song ends with Reed struggling to declare hope in the midst of the mess, the drowning in mud that characterizes the human condition. In spite of all of humanity's failures, Reed maintains that "We're the ones who still believe." It is this blind faith that allows him to trust in a "lifeless book of hope" and even dream of a better world, a world where violence is finally "tranquilized."

Often, hoping in Christ and in his resurrection seems to rest on nothing but blind faith. Yet, it is precisely in those times that hope is the most powerful; for it is then that a dream might be your only lifeline, and not just any dream but the dream of shalom. This is the dream, the vision, toward which Christians press: that violence and drowning would finally be tranquilized not in the sense of an impermanent solution but in the sense of affecting change with minimal damage. The sin in the world will be tranquilized, but the world will not be destroyed, and as the sons of God are revealed the world will reawaken pure and free (Romans 8).

30.1.10

Beyond Breaks Through: An Introduction

Welcome to The Beyond Perspective! My vision for this blog is to create a space for reflection on popular culture, a different kind of viewpoint which congratulates the unique and critiques the average. In this sense, I hope to carry on the tradition of prophecy as begun by the likes of Isaiah and continued by Jesus, John, and more through the ages. Their message was always an apocalyptic one. Here a definition of apocalyptic is warranted, as defined by David Dark in his book Everyday Apocalypse:

Through bold acts of imagination, apocaplyptic presents itself to its audience in a manner unmoved by the names of kings and presidents and corporations but very much moved by a realm beyond thier sceptered sway...Apocalyptic cracks the pavement of the status quo...the place where the future pushes into the present. It's the breaking in of another dimension.

It is this "breaking in" of "a realm beyond" that I am concerned with. This is The Beyond Perspective, a different way of looking at things--a way that rejects the ordinary and the "normal." Where "normal" has been pre-ordained, apocalyptic redefines.

Apocalyptic looks for the prophetic in unlikely places, even a Pixar movie. Apocalyptic never rests and is never satisfied, but continues to push for the future in the present. In this blog, apocalyptic is utilized by a Christo-centric worldview, a worldview that sees Jesus Christ as the Head (Ephesians 4, Colossians 2) and holds all other beliefs secondary. The Beyond Perspective is an open and encouraging perspective, always on the lookout for the Truth that is not any abstract doctrine but can only be understood in relationship to Christ. Where this Truth from a realm beyond breaks into our world, this blog seeks to praise and worship the One who is the Source of all things Beyond.

Our world is not well-acquainted with the Beyond. Often, it breaks through to us in shocking ways (i.e. Old Testament prophets). The Beyond seizes us and shakes us until we see that the world we live in is a Matrix, an illusory world of advertising and deception that seeks to take captive our imaginations and submit our wills to the will of the System. We are the food for the corporate monster which directs all things toward the end of profit.

Yet the Beyond refuses to leave us in despair. Rather, the Beyond is characterized by hope, hope for a different state of life: the Kingdom. The Kingdom is the marriage of the Beyond and the Here, the marriage of heaven and earth in Christ. The Kingdom is a place of shalom, universal peace and flourishing. It is the mission of the prophetic and apocalyptic to point toward shalom, to desire the Kingdom. It is the mission of this blog to point out the prophetic and apocalyptic, to point toward the new world order that is the Kingdom and is even now being brought into being.

Scarcity and Creativity in Monsters, Inc.


I had no idea that one of my favorite kids' movies was this profound. Wow. Don't be fooled by the smooth animation, the slapstick humor, or the clean dialogue: this movie is a wake-up call in the vein of Blood Diamond. Monsters, Inc. begins with a Corporation, a Corporation sustained by the selling of energy in the form of human prepubescent screams. Despite the surface level cringing that turning fear into dollars might affect, everyone in the movie appears happy and any criticisms quickly fade. After all, the ends justifies the means.

But the movie refuses to leave it at that, as many other kids' movies might have done. Most would call the screaming idea a creative twist, but Monsters, Inc. calls it a perversion. Despite the extreme warning labels attached to children (mostly relating to their lethal toxitity), Sully soon finds out that everything he has been told was a lie by encountering a child, Boo. Boo is a sweet girl, harmless and cute, not the "killing machine" that Mike fears. As the movie progresses, Boo sets off a chain reaction which uncovers a sadistic plot which could basicallybe called torture that runs all the way to the top. In a climactic scene, Mr. Waternoose confesses to Sully that he "would rather kidnap 10000 children then let this company die!"

Monsters, Inc. is brilliant because it shows the shallowness of most exploitive thinking. "The ends justifies the means" is a common phrase, used to allow anything from deception to torture. However, Monsters, Inc. points out that the ends can be reached with pure means, all one has to do is get creative and value laughter (and joy and flourishing) over fear. For Mr. Waternoose, scarcity in screams meant that more screams had to be extracted from the system. Sadly, I see a strain of American thinking in that deduction..."the oil reserves must be protected at all costs." However, the answer wasn't more screams, but a different kind of resource, a pure and renewable one--joy. The Corporation's motto, "We Scare Because We Care," is revealed to be an oxymoron...no one can scare in a caring way. Perhaps it could read, "We Scare EVEN THOUGH We Care" or vice versa, but never the original. It's insane, and perhaps a realization of this kind could inform many decisions in the public sphere.

Ironically, this apocalyptic criticism of exploitative capitalism is wrapped inside an innocent-seeming animation for children. Certainly no child will unravel the complexities of Monsters, Inc.'s plot...and I wonder how many adults will, probably only those that are looking for it. In this sense, Monsters, Inc. may not rank among the great prophetic films because of its subtlety, but at the same time it does provide a different outlet for the apocalyptic mind--a relaxing change of pace from the usual dark labyrinthian films like Se7en or Donnie Darko. And for apocalytpic-minded parents, nothing could be better than a film like Monsters, Inc. Kudos to Pixar for raising the bar.

29.1.10

Hope in a Cinderblock Castle: Brick By Boring Brick

Paramore's new single "Brick By Boring Brick" tells the story of a young girl-princess who "lives in a fairy tale." This fairy-tale world is the antithesis of the real world of "taste and smell." Perhaps many Christians today could place themselves in a similar Docetic dreamland, having "built up a world of magic/because your real life is tragic." The song advises that the fairy-tale girl needs to "Keep [her] feet on the ground/while [her]head's in the clouds," in other words stop trying to fly by clutching at butterflies and only managing to rip off their wings.

This first part of the story serves as an apocalytic wake-up call: "The real world is tragic and harsh, but you can't escape it." This is an important realization, but often leads to an overemphasis of worldliness and a despair that tries to cope with brutal reality. In "Brick By Boring Brick," this despair is represented in the chorus which exhorts everyone to get a shovel and bury "the castle," the imaginary home wee've built up for ourselves in dreamland. Our new home won't be fanciful, but rather made "brick by boring brick" so no wolves can blow it down. However, how satisfying is this compromise? Certainly no one wants to live in a boring brick house, even if the alternative is vulnerability.

This is where the song takes a hopefuly and (I'd argue) spiritual turn. In the bridge, the little girl is accused of having "built up a world of magic," but then the narrator chimes in with a version of C.S. Lewis' Argument from Desire. The song explains that "If [fairly land is] not real/you can't hold it in your hand/you can't feel it with your heart/and I won't believe it/but if it's true/you can see it with your eyes/or even in the dark/and that's where I want to be, yeah." Essentially, if no fairly land existed we wouldn't be able to wish for it, but if it's real it can be felt no matter the circumstances. This realization, this hope, is the rebirth of the little girl. Here I rely on the video (which is highly recommended), as the little girl falls headlong into the grave of the castle, her adult version, Hayley (who is dressed exactly the same), walks away into a world covered in gold. The death of her perfect dream has not meant the death of her hope, even in the dark realities of life her hope shines all the more beautiful.

The world tends to have two stories: either life is perfect and doesn't need any more attention or life is terrible and nothing can be done. Either way, reality is inevitable and hope doesn't really have a place. However, Christ's Kingdom provides hope in the midst of darkness, neither is the world perfect nor irredeemable but Jesus is Lord over all. In Him we find the strength to carry on and, above that, to radiate His glory.

Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A63VwWz1ij0&feature=PlayList&p=E3CD7E9FA515140E&index=0&playnext=1
Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/brick-by-boring-brick-lyrics-paramore.html