‘Passion’
Proves Gospels Still Matter
by
Steven Greenhut
by Steven Greenhut
What
role would I have played in The Passion? Not the movie, but the
real-life drama. That’s what I thought about as I watched Mel Gibson’s
spectacular, moving account of the last 12 hours of Jesus Christ’s
life on Earth.
Would
I have cheered as Christ was sentenced to death? Would I have laughed
as he was tormented toward the cross? It’s scary to contemplate.
Gibson
answered the question for himself. His only on-screen performance
was of his arm and hand hammering the nail through Christ’s hand.
In one small dramatic act, Gibson exposed Abraham Foxman’s and the
Anti-Defamation League’s efforts to defame the biblical account
of Christ’s death as anti-Semitic.
Gibson
was saying, loud and clear, that he helped crucify his Lord and
Savior. It was his actions, his sins. Christ was crucified by everyone’s
sins. This story, quite obviously isn’t about Jews per se. It’s
a story featuring Jews in lead roles, but it’s about every human
being. That’s why when my teen-age daughter and I watched the movie
Sunday night, there was a chorus of sniffling and crying all around
us.
People
understand that, even if the ethnic hate-mongers at the Anti-Defamation
League don’t. Some columnists are trying to suggest, outrageously,
that Gibson is the equivalent of a Holocaust denier. They are sounding
increasingly bitter, increasingly desperate given the success of
the movie and their own irrelevance.
Liberal
critics of the movie were aghast at the violence portrayed in it.
Well, we finally find a movie that is too violent for these critics.
Not Kill
Bill," which liberals celebrated as a hip and edgy
film, but The Passion. Violence is too much for them if it
is in service to a religious message they simply cannot stand.
The
beauty of the film, beyond the magnificent imagery, fine acting
and stunning photography, was the portrayal of the key action of
our faith as a real event. This, I suppose, is a close portrayal
of how the crucifixion and the hours leading up to it took place.
As such, I watched and wondered. What would I have done?
That’s
a central question. Would I have been among the throngs of religious
people yelling, "Crucify him!"? Would I have been a Roman
guard tormenting the Christ as he labored up the hill with the crucifix
on his back? Or would I have simply been an onlooker, doing nothing,
saying nothing, misunderstanding the significance of the event?
Would
I have denied Christ to save my skin?
It
was quite powerful to ponder such questions. Even more powerful
to think about the likely answers.
Gibson’s
portrayal of Mary was magnificent. She was real woman, laughing
and interacting with her child in flashbacks. Can any parent imagine
what it would be like to watch our child tortured in such a way?
The pain would be unbearable. Mary’s suffering was immense.
I
was pleased that evangelical Protestants have so freely embraced
a movie that is not shy about its Marian intentions. It’s time all
Christians treat the Mother of God with the honor she deserves.
(In the spirit of full disclosure, I’m a Jewish convert to Eastern
Orthodoxy.)
Many
nonbelievers no doubt couldn’t care less about the movie, one way
or another. But the guardians of our secular culture reacted in
such a hostile way that it reminded Christians of the relevance
of the crucifixion and resurrection. In this culture, one can probably
find elite defenders of anything short of a snuff film. But a serious,
biblically accurate account of Jesus Christ’s last hours on Earth
is beyond the pale.
I
can’t recall any similar effort to shut down a movie, to destroy
the reputation of a producer or to associate a project with the
vilest half-truths and innuendoes.
Why?
Because
the Gospel story still matters. It still offends. It still causes
haters of the message to want to crucify, albeit figuratively, the
messenger. Officialdom doesn’t care about unsophisticated TV evangelists.
Mostly, such evangelists convince the world that Christianity is
a joke. But Mel Gibson has clout, and he is using a medium well
respected throughout American society. I think the ADL and its allies
fear mass conversations, not outbreaks of anti-Semitism.
The
film certainly is separating the wheat from the chaff. The first
attempt to silence the film came after a stolen copy of an early
script was sent to someone associated with the U.S. Conference of
Catholic Bishops. He formed a committee of scholars, and a nun on
the committee denounced the movie as anti-Semitic on national TV.
The bishops formally apologized, but the scholars’ criticism sent
Gibson and company reeling.
A
friend of mine, a Benedictine nun, explains the trouble she had
getting into early screenings. It was assumed, with good reason,
that most nuns in America today would be hostile to the movie. That
sounds counterintuitive, but it isn’t. In my writings about the
left-wing direction of the modern church in America, I have heard
from nuns who invariably are far to the left theologically and politically.
(I wasn’t allowed into a screening because I am a journalist. I
fully understand. I wouldn’t have let journalists in to a screening
either.)
The
Catholic church is now dominated in this country by "progressives."
Our local diocese is hostile to expressions of the traditional Catholic
faith. I have a photograph of the Bishop of Orange Tod Brown pulling
a middle-aged woman up by the arm who was trying to bow before communion.
He refused to give her communion unless she was standing.
The
bishop and the diocese have been strangely tolerant of sexual deviants
in their midst, but they absolutely cannot tolerate traditionalist
expressions of the Catholic faith. So it was no surprise to me,
although it was a surprise to many Catholics in Orange County, that
the diocese spokesman attacked The Passion in the newspaper
on the first day it was released.
"I
saw a very tedious, slow-moving, graphic, violent motion picture,"
Fr. Joseph Fenton said in the Orange County Register. "If
you are of the bent that feels that graphic suffering makes you
feel the terrible sinner that you are and Jesus is saving you, then
this is going to be a very big plus in your favor when you see the
movie."
How
snide and revealing. Actually, I would have been shocked had the
diocese been supportive of Gibson’s act of faith.
In
The Passion, the religious leaders were the ones who insisted
that Christ be crucified. The average folks could be led one way
or another. But religious leaders had created God in their own image.
And they couldn’t stand to see the real God in their midst.
I
don’t count the ADL among today’s religious leaders. The organization
is an ethnic/religious interest group with its own misguided agenda.
But many leaders in the Catholic church and other churches seem
eerily similar to the Pharisees depicted in the movie. I don’t mean
to cast stones, but it certainly seems that they have created a
New Jesus to go along with their New Church.
This
phony Jesus is always tolerant, always kind, never uttering a harsh
word and never making any demands on his followers. In this phony
church, everyone is OK just as they are. There is no sin, so there
is no need for Christ to have suffered in such a way. That’s my
theory why so many so-called Christian leaders are uncomfortable
with the Christ portrayed accurately in Gibson’s movie.
To
these New Church leaders, the big issues are temporal ones: gay
rights, ending celibacy in the priesthood, liberal politics, social
justice, etc. The Holy Church offends them. They cannot take the
sight of the stations of the cross. They must move the tabernacle
with the Eucharist to broom closets away from the altar lest anyone
be unduly reminded of Christ’s real presence.
Yet
despite the efforts to humiliate Gibson and his movie, the public
is drawn to it. Money is only money, but the movie is wildly successful
from a financial perspective. More important, it is having an unseen
influence on those who see it.
On
a side note, many Christians that I know lament the lack of Christian
thinking in Hollywood. Gibson showed how to break the chokehold.
It wasn’t easy. He was attacked and ridiculed. He financed the movie
himself. He risked his career. One must be willing to suffer if
one wants to effect genuine societal change.
His
efforts were worth it. The movie is powerful, and the debate reminds
us of Christ’s enduring relevance.
March
9, 2004
Steven
Greenhut (send him mail)
is a senior editorial writer and columnist for the Orange County
Register.
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