I've struggled with my spirituality for a long time. But yes, I believe in God. I couldn't really tell you why -- I just do. I think I need to believe that there's something bigger out there, something that binds us and connects us. I call my god Art. (Not short for Arthur.)
Anyway, even though I love movies and feel that working in this form is what I'm meant to do with my life, I've never felt the presence of God -- never felt like I was lifted out of my body and having an actual, physical spiritual experience -- through a film. It's happened with other pieces of art, but never before with a film. Until tonight.
Jesus, this fuckin' movie. I was already in love with it, I was already prepared to come on here and say what a masterpiece I thought it was, and make jokes about "Hey, Phil, are you reading this? I watched this from beginning to end in one sitting, except for a shower" but then those last ten minutes were like "Haha, no, Brendan, THIS IS THE GREATEST FILM OF ALL TIME."
Holy shit. I mean, really, that's all I can say right now: Holy shit. I can't even describe what just happened to me -- I had that physical experience. I felt the presence of God through this film. I finally felt that transcendesence, that peace and you know, ass-kickingness that there's something bigger than me out there. And its name is Art.
Wow.
Also, that last sequence? Hey, Broadway, are you paying attention? That's how you reinvent a modern pop song. That's how you do a motherfuckin jukebox musical.





