Yesterday's Gospel was the Transfiguration.
Our dessert was a banana cream pie with a glorious mountain of whipped cream on the top!
We actually made two, which ended up being a little too much of a good thing, since we can't save the leftovers, but it worked out fine.
The Emperor and I weren't actually present for this.
We were off at the BSO watching The Passion of Joan of Arc, a special treat, in fact, a Christmas present to the Emperor and two close friends!
We had all watched the movie together ten years ago when we first started watching the Vatican Film List. It's a French silent film from 1928.
The first time I watched it, I thought, "This crosses the line: black and white, silent, and in a foreign language! I have become a movie snob. Or I would be if I understood it."
I must say, either I have a better understanding of film than I did then, or it takes me ten years to figure things out!
I had been very moved the first time I saw it, but this time I felt like I understood it much more and it was wrenching to watch. I'm sure having a world class symphony and chorus performing live helped! But I was also less confused by the imagery.
So have I achieved movie snobdom? I was worried about that, so I also watched Godzilla Raids Again, this weekend. One viewing was enough to balance a silent foreign film at the symphony.
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