新年初投稿にして既に1月末ですが。。。今年もよろしくお願いします。
年始に「ダウト／あるカトリック学校で」という映画を観ました。
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それほど期待せず、なんとなくWOWOWで録画していた映画だったので、妻には「そんなにおもしろくないかもしれないから、一人で観るよ」と話してたくらいなのですが、これがとんでもなく素晴らしい映画でした。
1960年代のカトリック系学校が舞台。
校長であるシスター・アロイシス（メリル・ストリープ）は、人望のあるフリン神父（フィリップ・シーモア・ホフマン）が教え子である一人の黒人少年と性的な関係にあるとの「疑念」を抱き、神父を執拗に追い詰めていく、というストーリー。
何がとんでもなく素晴らしいと感じたかと言えば、この映画、始まりから最後まで「無駄なセリフが一つもない」のです。
全ての登場人物から発せられる全ての言葉が、含蓄に富み、深く考えさせられ、脳を刺激されるものばかり。
そこで語られる内容も、自らの信念を貫くことの孤独と恐怖、人間の持つ先入観と偏見、理想あるいは正義と現実との折り合い、本当の意味で社会的弱者を助けるには…などなど、生きている限り誰もが自問自答せざるを得ない命題ばかり。
そして、これほど難解で濃い内容でありながら、視聴者に退屈させないメリル・ストリープとフィリップ・シーモア・ホフマンの鬼気迫る演技。
観終わった時には、これほど密度の濃い2時間が他にあっただろうか、とひどく感動し、新年一発目でこれほどいい映画に出会えた偶然を本当に嬉しく思いました。
まだ観てない方にはぜひおすすめしたい作品です。
What do you do when you're not sure?
That's the topic of my sermon today.
Last year when President Kennedy was assassinated, who among us did not experience the most profound disorientation?
Despair?
Which way? What now?
What do I say to my kids?
What do I tell myself?
It was a time of people sitting together, bound together by a common feeling of hopelessness.
But think of that.
Your bond with your fellow being was your despair.
It was a public experience.
It was awful, but we were in it together.
How much worse is it then for the lone man, the lone woman, stricken by a private calamity?
"No one knows I'm sick. " "No one knows I've lost my last real friend. "
"No one knows I've done something wrong. "
Imagine the isolation.
Now you see the world as through a window.
On one side of the glass, happy untroubled people, and on the other side, you.
I wanna tell you a story.
A cargo ship sank one night.
It caught fire and went down, and only this one sailor survived.
He found a lifeboat, rigged a sail, and being of a nautical discipline turned his eyes to the heavens and read the stars.
He set a course for his home, and, exhausted, fell asleep.
Just keeps going on.
Clouds rolled in, and for the next 20 nights, he could no longer see the stars.
He thought he was on course, but there was no way to be certain.
And as the days rolled on, and the sailor wasted away, he began to have doubts.
He just keeps on going.
Had he set his course right?
Was he still going on towards his home?
Or was he horribly lost and doomed to a terrible death?
No way to know.
The message of the constellations, had he imagined it because of his desperate circumstance?
Or had he seen truth once, and now had to hold on to it without further reassurance?
There are those of you in church today who know exactly the crisis of faith I describe, and I wanna say to you, doubt can be a bond as powerful and sustaining as certainty.
When you are lost, you are not alone.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.
That's the topic of my sermon today.
Last year when President Kennedy was assassinated, who among us did not experience the most profound disorientation?
Despair?
Which way? What now?
What do I say to my kids?
What do I tell myself?
It was a time of people sitting together, bound together by a common feeling of hopelessness.
But think of that.
Your bond with your fellow being was your despair.
It was a public experience.
It was awful, but we were in it together.
How much worse is it then for the lone man, the lone woman, stricken by a private calamity?
"No one knows I'm sick. " "No one knows I've lost my last real friend. "
"No one knows I've done something wrong. "
Imagine the isolation.
Now you see the world as through a window.
On one side of the glass, happy untroubled people, and on the other side, you.
I wanna tell you a story.
A cargo ship sank one night.
It caught fire and went down, and only this one sailor survived.
He found a lifeboat, rigged a sail, and being of a nautical discipline turned his eyes to the heavens and read the stars.
He set a course for his home, and, exhausted, fell asleep.
Just keeps going on.
Clouds rolled in, and for the next 20 nights, he could no longer see the stars.
He thought he was on course, but there was no way to be certain.
And as the days rolled on, and the sailor wasted away, he began to have doubts.
He just keeps on going.
Had he set his course right?
Was he still going on towards his home?
Or was he horribly lost and doomed to a terrible death?
No way to know.
The message of the constellations, had he imagined it because of his desperate circumstance?
Or had he seen truth once, and now had to hold on to it without further reassurance?
There are those of you in church today who know exactly the crisis of faith I describe, and I wanna say to you, doubt can be a bond as powerful and sustaining as certainty.
When you are lost, you are not alone.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.
