Gods and Kings
Upon hearing that the stomach bug might possibly be trolling the Silverspoon residence by early Saturday morning, we decided to hang out at home for the day.
This gave my boys the opportunity to catch up on their Minecrafting skills together. Eventually, Puck came skipping into the kitchen to borrow my power cable. If a waltz and a steam train could be combined, Puck has perfected this transfusion.
“DAD! ISN’T THIS FUN?!”
El Oso had to agree that constructing skyscraper snowmen, skyscraper gingerbread men, and skyscraper Santa Claus pulling a skyscraper cake out of a skyscraper oven was – indeed – fun.
Date night.
Drop off the Big Guy at the Big House for some fun times with Grandpa, Grandma, aunts, and uncles. A drizzly rain turned momentary sleet by the time we arrived. And back out.
It had been awhile again. This time, we had plans to see “Exodus: Gods and Kings”. There you had it on the big screen: an Aussie-Egyptian, British/(technically Welsh)-Hebrew, and Spanish-Midianite. Clash of the cultures in a big way.
I have to say – I liked it. Aside from the varied and flagrant varieties of blasphemy sprinkled throughout the narrative. I don’t think anyone was exactly going for complete historical accuracy here. On the other side of the scale: good cinematography, raw-dirty-ancient-world reality, convincing wardrobe, and tantalizingly barren wasteland. A couple of spins on the Yul Brynner/Charlton Heston/God voice staples of the 1950’s transformed into spoiled teenage Egyptian prince, the American atheist Moses, and the Dalai Lama God-child-messenger … it was definitely a twist. Too much of a twist; granted. Was atheism an actual concept in the ancient world? And several handfuls of “it probably didn’t happen that way”s, or “it definitely did not happen that way”s, and a few “that’s interesting; maybe it happened that way”s … I’d say that $7.75 spent on two hours was worth my monies. Well – let’s be completely honest here – El Oso’s monies.
Finished off the night with some Penn Station and cold peach Izzes. Not bad, not bad.