HellBoy Update

Well, we did it. We saw Hellboy. On Good Friday, nonetheless. I felt completely guilt-free, too. Nothing like a large Frozen Cherry Beverage to dull your sense of propriety.

In truth, the movie actually had a not-so-subtle Christian message. At one point the sub-hero tells HB, who has the image of a cross burned onto his hand from a rosary, that "[You] can make the choice to be good. Your father gave you that choice." Whoa. We can all triumph over our sin nature with the choice of the cross given to us by our Father. See. The PERFECT film for Good Friday.

Of course, once I found out that my parents and younger siblings went to The Passion of the Christ on Maundy Thursday the guilt kicked in again. I still tell myself that we both saw Passion films. Mine was just allegorical.

McHotSpots

It looks like hamburgers aren't the only things that the scary clown is servin' up! That's right! McDonald's has gone WiFi.

Or should I say WiFries?!?

Is there a book that Harriet Klausner doesn't like? The Harry Knowles of Literature, she apparantly has her schtick down to a science.

1. Make minor alterations to the jacket copy.
2. Give the book 5 stars.
3. Post the review to Amazon.com
4. Woohoo! Famous!!!

The dirty secret of Amazon.com is that it seems to default to the highest rating for a book. Which of course they would since the website exists to sell books. Harriet's 5-star reviews land her at the top of the pile. Thus was born the legend of the Super Reader.

It wouldn't be so irritating if I hadn't been mislead by a number of her reviews. Harumph.

I have a holiday dilemma.

Keep in mind that I grew up in a house where Easter Dresses and Easter Presents were forbidden under the pretext that such things divert one's focus from the true nature of the day. I understand that on some level, and part of me has internalized these prej^^^H preferences for myself. The thing is that tomorrow is Good Friday, and I want to see Hellboy. How awful is that?! Now of course , I'd lay money (gambling?!? What has become of me???) that I'll see Hellboy on Saturday, and everything will work out fine.

This makes me ask myself what the difference is between seeing this movie about a superhero demon man on Good Friday versus any other time of the year. He's still a superhero demon man, regardless of the day...but there's something just skeevy about it, I guess.

Then again, when we were kids we did get candy on Easter, even though we didn't get presents. Part of me suspects that despite the rationale we were reared with, the truth of the matter is that candy is cheaper than the typical dry goods offered as presents.

So I guess my question is, by holding the day as sacred do we idolize the day instead of worshiping the day's creator? Our only instruction is to remember the Sabbath Day.

And exactly what do all of these ecclesiastical backbends have to do with the superhero demon movie, anyway?

I think I need to work through my logical position on this.