I wasn't even close on this one... Out --------
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.
Tonight I went with some friends to see what is certain to be a popular holiday movie. Meet The Fockers, the sequel to the film Meet the Parents opened tonight in theatres across America. I am embarrassed to have sat through this film. I am not one who believes we ought to run from culture, live in ignorance of the world around, cloister away in a mass of cultural isolation, but this film I found to be too much. That which is good was twisted and contorted in ways that were just wrong. Toddlers were sexualized, marriage treated in a fashion that demeans its sanctity, religion trivialized and one of the central characters of the film comes to a "salvation experience" by the end of the movie. Who is the saving deity that rescues? It was Eros, Aphrodite, Venus...the supreme god of our age - the god of sex. It was a bizarre experience for the soul to go from deep laughter at that which is truly funny, to sickened feelings of disdain the very next moment. I sat and heard the laughter of the crowd -amused at things which should make us weep. And I was part of this number. Maybe I am too serious, but I feel I failed tonight - I did not have the courage to leave a crowded theater when so much that is good was being trampled underneath.