There Might Be Blood....

...was soooooooooooooooooooooooo spectacular! I'd like to watch it again in, oh maybe a year or two after I'm all recovered from it, but suffice it to say that I think the same reason why Daniel Day Lewis grew to hate everyone and live an ultimately miserable life is the same reason why we can choose to love everyone and live a pretty meaningful one. I think the preacher was the most glaring representation of this idea. In all of his heavenly splendor and divine demonstrations he could not help but also demonstrate his extreme humanity. Stressed by the pressures of financial hardship, he renounced his faith.. and I loved it! Priests and and oilmen and fathers and brothers and anyone else are not Gods. Daniel Day Lewis' downfall was, I believe, that he expected them all to be infallible, or, at the very least, unconditionally good and trustworthy. And we cannot be any of these things all of the time. Daniel Day Lewis expected the characters in the movie (namely the preacher and his "brother") to be who they said they were, and when they failed to do this he killed them. But no one is ever who they say they are. We crack under wordly pressures just like the characters in the movie did. So I think that instead of saying "I see the worst in people. I don't need to look past seeing them to get all I need. I've built my hatreds up over the years, little by little..." we can say "People are silly" and build up some love for them and all their silly antics, little by little.