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More Tragic Than Murder? A Thief in the Night (Part II)

Here, after a long delay, is my continuation of the series on John Cornwell’s book on John Paul I, A Thief in the Night. Parts III and IV will hopefully come soon.

[Last revised April 3, 2009]

So what then, about Cornwell’s specific claims?

After some very superficial research, Cornwell concludes that judged by his interests and capabilities in his earlier life, John Paul I was indeed out of his depth as Pope:

His constant sustenance was The Imitation of Christ, a work of spirituality that emphasizes asceticism and personal piety. Aimed at the spiritual formation of monks and nuns in enclosed communities, it is uncompromising in its rejection of the “vanities of the world.”
When he took over the Patriarchate of Venice, he had clearly arrived at an extraordinary summit for his intellectual and administrative gifts, and he had achieved it without evident ambition or desire for promotion. He had been chosen by general acclamation: a token of the periodic nostalgic longing in the Church for the simple, pietistic answers to the world’s problems . . . Luciani was Patriarch, he was a cardinal of the Church, but he managed to continue a pastoral style of life untrammeled by worldly and administrative anxieties. His only discomforts were the minor embarrassments of pomp and protocol that went with the job. . . .
It is apparent from the vantage of hindsight that Albino Luciani was singularly ill-equipped by experience and by nature for the role of Pontiff. (1).

Cornwell’s opinion here not only shows an embarrassing lack of research into Luciani’s life, but also complete ignorance of the problems in the Catholic Church, and particularly within the Italian Church during the 1960’s and 70’s. This is an area where I have actually done the research that Cornwell failed to do. In fact, I have been researching John Paul I’s life for more than twenty-five years. I have translated well over a hundred of his sermons, articles and conferences from Italian myself.

There really isn’t room to describe many of the details here, but I can decisively refute Cornwell’s contention that Luciani lacked theological depth or was out of touch with the modern world. I can start by pointing out that the one quote that Cornwell bases much of his opinion on is mis-attributed. He quotes Luciani as saying of nineteenth-century dissident Catholics Doellinger, Renan and Passaglia, “They were lost through too much theology. They were too much theologians and too little pastors of souls . . . theological learning ought to be put at the service of the pastoral ministry.” From this, Cornwell concludes that Luciani was “anti-intellectual” and uninterested in theology. (2).

To begin with, the quote wasn’t even Luciani’s. He was reporting something that his parish priest, Don Filippo Carli, had said to him when he was a seminarian. Don Filippo had encouraged him to study, and had given him a multi-volume set of Thomas Aquinas’ works, but had grown somewhat alarmed because young Albino was so eager to read everything, even things that didn’t have to do with his immediate studies. In reality, the priest was only warning him that intellectual attainment can lead to pride and disobedience unless it is turned into pastoral service for others (3). And let’s not forget that Luciani himself received his licentiate degree in theology magna cum laude from the very tough Gregorian University in Rome, and his doctoral dissertation drew a great deal of praise from his professors. Hardly something who was uninterested in theology or anti-intellectual would be able to do!

Cornwell remained silent about vast areas of Luciani’s life, and showed little insight into those he does mention. He doesn’t mention that Luciani had lived through the period of the Fascist dictatorship in Italy, and was known among his seminary colleagues and students, as an opponent of the regime. He taught young laymen in Catholic Action to form themselves for political and social action. During the Nazi occupation of Northern Italy, he was known for his courageous aid to the Resistance and the saving of a number of lives (4)

I was told by one of Luciani’s colleagues from his time in Belluno that he anticipated the Second Vatican Council in many ways even before he became a bishop, and after becoming bishop of Vittorio Veneto in 1958, he prepared himself for the Council sessions with four years of study (5). He attended all the sessions of Vatican II, and was an enthusiastic supporter of the Council reforms even with reluctant fellow bishops; the people of his diocese testified that he “imprinted on the diocese a powerful impulse for renewal.” (6)

Luciani was a diocesan bishop throughout the immediate post-conciliar period, years rapid cultural change, and of enormous upheaval for the Church, not to mention all of society. These were the years when Marxist philosophy was sweeping across Europe, especially Italy, and affecting the younger clergy and young students. Attacks on the Church were also coming from the right from Archbishop Lefebvre and his followers.

Any acquaintance at all with Luciani’s thought and his activities during the late 60’s and the late 70’s, shows that he was abundantly able to confront the problems of the modern world. He gave sermons full of spiritual depth and theological acumen, and commented on problems ranging from Marxism (he had studied the writings of a number of European Marxist philosophers) and liberation theology to birth control, test-tube babies, the problems of moral theologians, the relationship between faith and culture, the responsibilities of artists, and on and on. A few of these writings have been translated in a book I contributed to: The Smiling Pope: The Life and Teaching of John Paul I, published by Our Sunday Visitor Press in 2004. Many more can be found in Humilitas, the quarterly journal of the Missionary Servants of John Paul I, published in Gilford NH. I hope to publish more of his writings soon. Cornwell didn’t have these English translations, but he never went to the effort of investigating these things and having the translations made (though given his record with distorting translations, as I will show, perhaps it’s better that he didn’t).

Cornwell went to some extraordinary lengths to depict John Paul I as hopelessly timid, even neurotic. Unfortunately for Cornwell, the whole record of Luciani’s life, which Cornwell doesn’t go into, refutes that decisively. He took many unpopular stands in Venice; he was a meek and gentle shepherd, but one who bravely faced the wolves that threatened his flock. In December 1977, he preached against the Italian government’s liberalization on abortion, comparing it to the massacre of the innocents, even as dissenting Catholics protested outside, leading one of his priests to say “No one is a prophet in his own country.” (7). He was against the Marxist infiltration of theology of some priests and student intellectuals, while supporting the liberties of Catholic politicians. He preached against modern hedonism. But far from having “moved perceptibly to the right” as Cornwell, claimed, he was standing firm on his convictions in a changing world. (8) Cornwell would not have agreed with most of Luciani’s stands, but he could hardly deny these were courageous acts.

In addition, in his eagerness to get some inside scoop on John Paul I’s private hours in the Vatican, Cornwell almost completely neglects the public record of his papacy. It was he who insisted on doing away from the centuries-old papal coronation, against the resistance of some in the Curia; he made plans to go to Lebanon to appeal for peace, he asked at his first public audience on September 6 that the negotiations in the peace talks at Camp David respect “the security of Israel,” a statement that the Vatican had never made before, and one that drew praise from Jewish leaders. Cornwell even manages to distort a quite beautiful example of the Pope’s humility: Father John Magee, his secretary, recounts how John Paul I had asked him if he could serve his Mass in the papal chapel, and did so, bringing him the water to wash his hands, and even kneeling at the end for his blessing. Cornwell actually attributed this to a need for “humiliation and abasement” on the Pope’s part. (9)

Cornwell says that John Paul I was intimidated by Vatican officials. To illustrate this, he quotes Sister Vincenza, in an article published in the Italian edition of Humilitas, but totally misquotes and distorts it.

An accurate translation of the Italian text of the article reads:

In Rome I was in the habit of going to the living room to clean around 8 a.m. because I knew that no one would be there. That morning I went there like usual; too late I noticed that at the other end of the room was the Holy Father looking downcast, and near him, his secretary. I excused myself and withdrew quickly, but I was able to hear the secretary saying to him, ‘Holiness you are Peter, you have the authority; don’t let yourself be intimidated [or frightened].’ This phrase says a great deal!” (10).

In his translation, Cornwell exaggerates and distorts this into:

In the Vatican, I was in the habit of cleaning his room around eight o’clock, when I thought there would be nobody there. One morning I went in as usual; I realized, too late, that Papa Luciani was in there, at the other end of the room. He was standing in a depressed and hunched posture, with the secretary standing over him. I made my excuses and retired in a hurry, but I could not help hearing the secretary saying to him, “Holy Father, be St. Peter! You have the authority! Don’t let them bully you and intimidate you!” He kept saying this insistently, over and over again. (11)

Needless to say, this translation isn’t very close to the original. For the most part Cornwell simply adds words to the original (”hunched posture,” “standing over him”), but there is also the complete mis-translation of the final sentence: Questa frase la dice lunga, which for anyone who understands Italian, certainly does not mean “he kept saying this over and over again.”

Is this due to a lack of knowledge of Italian or deliberate distortion? I lean toward the latter, especially since it strengthens a point needed to make Cornwell’s case. In fact, this type of distortion seems to be a habit with Cornwell. Ronald Rychlak demonstrates that he did the same thing with a 1919 letter attributed to Eugenio Pacelli as papal nuncio to Bavaria, which Cornwell altered in translation in order to make Pacelli seem like an anti-Semite. (12).

John Paul I’s niece, Pia Luciani Basso, has a quite different story to tell about her uncle’s approach. One day in mid-September, she visited him for lunch in the Vatican. “It was then that my uncle turned to one of his secretaries and said: ‘Did you do what I ordered to you do this morning?’ He answered, ‘Yes, but they [i.e. in the Curia] told me that it isn’t possible because this has never been done.’ The Pope, still more decisive, ordered him to go back in the afternoon to ask the same thing, confirming that ‘It is the Pope who wants it.’ Isn’t this a sign of firmness and decisiveness?” (13)

How to reconcile the different eyewitness statements? As for Sister Vincenza’s account, we don’t know the context; what led the Pope to be downcast, who did the secretaries think were intimidating him?

My suspicion is that, as in Pia’s account, the secretaries would have been unhappy in the role of go-between. This was of course, very common for Popes; they should be able to transmit orders and have them obeyed, rather than spend all day arguing about them. The arguing was often done by a trusted aide. Pope Paul had often used his secretary Msgr. Macchi for this purpose, and the Sostituto or deputy Secretary of State, then Archbishop Giovanni Benelli, had enforced many of the Pope’s decisions with reluctant members of the Curia. But Benelli and Macchi were no longer there. Neither Fr. Magee nor Fr. Lorenzi was used to the role of enforcer. This, I think, was their origin of the desire of one or another of them to suppose the Pope to be “intimidated,” and to try and get him to speak personally to those opposing him. Of course, this is just a guess.

But there is abundant evidence from the Vatican that John Paul I was his own man. His way of thinking and acting, although prudent, was not hesitant, in contrast to Paul VI, during the last years of his pontificate, had difficulty in making decisions. He surprised many in the Vatican by it, because his outward manner was so gentle, even timid.

Archbishop (later Cardinal) Caprio, for instance, was at that time the Sostituto. He later recalled: “The days following [the election] were full of commitments, many of them very weighty ones, but the Pope accepted them and with calm, self mastery, and such naturalness that it would make you think that he had been preparing for it for a long time. The very words that he used in calling me on the phone gave me the impression that he had already been Pope for who knows how long: ‘This is the Pope, Excellency, would you come see me for a minute?’ (14). Caprio also reported “In some of the first decisions that [John Paul] took at the beginning of his pontificate [evidently referring to doing away with pomp and coronation], he wanted things expedited quickly, although with absolute respect for persons. He told me, ‘Say that the Pope wants it this way.’” (15)

Archbishop (later Cardinal), Agostino Casaroli was then in charge of the Church’s external affairs, and one of the Vatican’s top prelates. He had been used to Paul VI meditating at length on a proposed course of action, but when he came to John Paul I with five different problems to be resolved in regard to the Church’s relations with Eastern European countries, the new Pope gave quick answers on three of them, and asked for time to think about the other two. “In regard to the fundamental questions that were put to him,” said Casaroli, “he had ideas that were anything but uncertain.” (16)

Casaroli also said that when it came to a controversial episcopal nomination, for his own vacated post as Patriarch of Venice, John Paul had surprised most of the Curia because instead of accepting one of the names sent to him by the Congregation of Bishops, he had decided to choose his own candidate. Casaroli said “Holy Father, if you proceed in that direction, you might meet with some criticism.” The Pope had then smiled and said, “Don’t talk like that, Eminence, because if I were to listen to criticism, I would have to get rid of you right away!” (17) Casaroli had been one of the most criticized prelates in the Vatican, in fact, because of his carrying out of Pope Paul’s overtures to Communist countries – charges which had led to Casaroli himself being called a Communist and a Freemason. (This story is another clear indication that the Pope did not believe in the traditionalist charges against the Curia).

Both Casaroli and Caprio were alive and well and working in the Vatican in 1987-88 when Cornwell was researching his book. If he had such approval from the Vatican, and if, as he says, John Paul II, in an audience, even blessed his work, then why didn’t he make some effort to interview Casaroli and Caprio, since they were the people still alive who had worked most closely with John Paul I? (Cardinal Villot had died in 1979). Even if he wasn’t able to interview them personally, some of their comments were already in print when Cornwell did his work. It’s a shame his research was so shoddy he didn’t run across them to use at backup for his personal interviews. But this, as many have commented about his other works, including Hitler’s Pope, this shoddiness is very much his usual style. (Go to Part III).

NOTES

(1) Cornwell, A Thief, p. 261-62.

(2) Cornwell, A Thief, p. 8.

(3) The original quotation is from “La scelta delle vocazioni nella parrocchia,” Albino Luciani /Giovanni Paol I, Opera Omnia 2:339.

(4) For this, see especially Patrizia Luciani, Un prete di montagna: gli anni bellunesi di Albino Luciani (1912-1958) (Padua: Edizioni Messaggero, 2003); Nina Luciani Petri, Mio Fratello Albino: ricordi e memorie della sorella di Papa Luciani. With Stefania Falasca. (Italy : Trenta Giorni Soc. Coop, 2003).

(5) Interview by the author with Msgr. Auslio da Rif in Belluno, November, 1985.

(6) José Maria Javierre, De Juan Pablo I a Juan Pablo II: La aventura de la Iglesia en nuestros dias (Valencia: EDICEP, 1979), p. 163

(7) “Nostalgies venetiens,” Le Monde, August 29, 1978.

(8) Cornwell, A Thief, p. 8.

(9) Cornwell, A Thief, p. 187-undoubtedly this is a true story because it can also be found in Magee’s testimony in Humilitas, August 1990, pp. 3 4, 14.

(10) From Humilitas, (Italian ed), May 1986, pp. 1-3.

(11) Cornwell, A Thief, p. 115. I pointed these discrepancies out some time ago not only in my piece for Our Sunday Visitor (“Controversial Theory about Pope’s Death Proposed,” August 20, 1989, pp. 3-4), but also in an article in Italian: “A Proposito di Cornwell e di ‘Un ladro nella notte,’” Humilitas (February 1992), pp. 10-11.

(12) In this text as well, Cornwell has incredible mistranslations that can hardly be the result of ignorance; a sentence that really reads that certain Bolshevik revolutionaries were “Jews like the first ones (primi)” reads in Cornwell’s translation as “Jews like the rest of them,” which suggests that all Jews are revolutionaries. It should also be pointed out that it was most probably not Pacelli who actually wrote the letter, but his assistant, Monsignor Lorenzo Schioppa. See Ronald Rychlak, “Goldhagen v. Pius XII,” First Things 124 (June/July 2002): 37-54; reprinted online in “Hitler, Pope Pius XII, the Jews – the Truth.”

(13) “Pia Luciani: lo zio era un uomo decisivo,” interview Humilitas (Italian ed.), October 1995, pp. 7, 15.

(14) Testimony of Caprio published in Giulio Nicolini, Trentatre giorni: un pontificato, 3rd ed., (Bergamo: Editrice Velar, 1983), p . 134.

(15) Caprio’s homily at the fourth novemdiales for Pope John Paul I, October 7, 1978, in G. Caprile, “L’inatesa scomparsa di Giovanni Paolo I,” La Civilta Cattolica, 129, no. 3080 (October 21, 1978): 168. See also “‘E’ stato un vero pastore’: intervista al Cardinale Caprio,” in 30 Giorni, no. 9 (settembre 1993), pp. 41-42.

(16) “Casaroli ci parla di Luciani,” Interview with Maurizio Busatta in L’Amico del Popolo (Belluno), August 30(?) 1984, pp. 1, 31.

(17) Don Licio Boldrin, “Poverta di Papa Luciani: sepolto con la camicia del segretario,” Humiltas, November 1985, p. 13; See also, 30 Giorni, settembre 1993, p. 45. Don Licio had this story directly from Cardinal Casaroli.

March for Life 2009

Note and update (January 24)

My first video uploads, reduced in size and resolution to wmv then .mpg4, looked horrible and low-quality, and I have been trying to fix it ever since. My best solution, it seemed, was to upload the entire original .avi file - 1.7 gigabytes! — but to divide it into 3 parts, so it wouldn’t go beyond YouTube’s 1 gigabyte limit. For some reason, the results don’t seem to be any improvement at all in picture quality — but it at least allows me to put video at different places throughout this long post.

The day started at 5:30 when I got up, grabbed my sack lunch / dinner and went to St. Barnabas Church in the Bronx, where I attended the 6:30 Mass.There was a commemoration of the anniversary of Roe v. Wade, and they also prayed for those who would be leaving for the March for Life from the church — and for the first time in the 35 years of the existence of the March, I was one of them. Why had I never gone? Well, for many years I was in college, and involved in classes, also I was poor . . . But after the Obama election, nothing could hold me back.

We got into the bus at around 7:15, and by 7:30 we had set out on the five-hour trip to Washington. There were 50 of us in all, from St. Barnabas and several other parishes, including mine, St. Nicolas of Tolentine. Several were young teens.

When Jackie Nagle, the co-ordinator, first told me that the bus cost only $10 per person, I thought they must have hired an old, broken-down school bus for the occasion. But the bus was something else — it was an elegant, fully-equipped motor coach. On the side window was stenciled a saying of Mother Teresa of Calcutta: “It is a poverty that a child must die so that you might live as you wish.” I was surprised to see TV screens coming from the ceiling as they would in a plane. I expect the parish (or the diocese) was being very generous here.

The showed us a Power-Point type presentation from the New York State Catholic Conference on the New York State RHAP bill and FOCA, with an array of facts about what these bills would do to eliminate all restrictions on abortion. There was also a special message for the marchers from Edward Cardinal Egan, the Archbishop of New York. Then we watched a video on the Eucharist and prayed the Rosary. All this was terrific and made the time fly by, but put an end to my hope of doing some interviews on the bus.

We had started out late, and so we didn’t arrive at the Mall until the rally and speeches were almost over. We had to wait a while before the march started, which gave me some time to interview. My thanks to Gerry Voelkel and Carmel Cassidy (the minister of my SFO fraternity) for their comments here. The roar of the crowd and the bus motor was so great I had to put in subtitles:

The police kept asking us to stand up off the curb to keep the street clear. The right-to-life leaders were going to march down the street first, and we needed to keep the way clear for them, and the follow them. We kept saying to the police “there isn’t enough room.” There were far too many people to stand on the sidewalks. They just kept acting like we weren’t a large crowd at all — which is typical of the perception of us. I already knew there was going to be little mainstream media coverage (As I’m writing this, I’m watching a replay of the speeches I missed on EWTN, and what wouldn’t I give to see these broadcast on every news network — America would be completely changed!)

While we were waiting, I got Fr. Chris Salvatori’s comments on FOCA and what its impact would be. He was extremely eloquent, and my hearty thanks to him:

Then it was off down Pennsylvania and then Constitution Avenue, with me taking video all the way. An enormous number of people and an amazing variety of signs. “Building a Culture of Life” was especially beautiful. Many who identified themselves were proudly specific — including Orthodox Teens for Life. I definitely saw several rabbis. I saw an enormous number of signs from the Archdiocese of New York, including St. Joseph’s Seminary. Then there were Catholic University of America, from right in D.C., St. John Cantius Parish in Chicago, and many more, including Lutherans, evangelicals, and Right to Life groups from every state. Spain, Malta, Ireland and Italy sent pro-life representatives.

I got separated from the others from our bus because I stopped so often to get video of the marchers going by. (But I knew our rallying point, so I wasn’t worried). We arrived at the Supreme Court, but the crowd was so huge that I couldn’t get close enough to hear or see what was going on there — it was testimony by women who had gone through abortions, and men who were involved as well. The first estimates of the crowd were as high as 180,000. Here’s what some of the marching crowd looked like:

From the Supreme Court we went to St. Joseph’s Church near Union Station at 4:30, where I met up again with our group, and where coffee, hot chocolate and steaming apple cider were waiting for tired, cold and thirsty marchers. Then it was back into the bus and we headed for home.

I was so busy I completely forgot to take any still pictures to put here. But here is some of the video, choppily edited, I’m afraid. I hope to do a better job later.

No Doubt — It’s a really good film

I have a huge back load of things to do and to write about. I do plan to go back to my John Paul I posts soon, I promise. Another subject is film. We’ve already had the Golden Globes and Oscar nominations this year, but I didn’t watch. My TV was broken. I hope to have it fixed by Oscar night! (However, I am now more anxious than ever to see Slumdog Millionaire).

I have seen several films that seem poised for Oscar nods, including Changeling, Wall-E, Doubt, and Frost/Nixon.

The last two films were the ones that I was most interested in seeing — in both cases, because I had seen other works by their talented writers. And as it turned out, both ended up with Oscar nominations. I’ll write about Frost/Nixon (by Peter Morgan, who also wrote The Queen) later on.

For right now, I want to write about Doubt, written and directed by John Patrick Shanley, based on his own 2004 Tony-Award winning Broadway play. I have always loved the Oscar-winning film he wrote, Moonstruck, and in particular the poetic writing. I was quite interested in this play, though I didn’t get a chance to see it on stage.

Set in St. Nicolas Catholic parish and school in the Bronx in 1964, Doubtt begins calmly with an ordinary day in a largely Irish Catholic neighborhood. Grim-faced Sister Aloysius (Meryl Streep) patrols the aisles in class and even in church, to make sure her charges don’t get out of hand (and gives them a smack on the head if they do). Father Flynn (Philip Seymour Hoffman) is the new young priest who wants to bring the “winds of change” to the Church and this parish in particular. He is kind to the kids, especially young Donald Muller, the school’s only black student. Sister Aloysius doesn’t like change. She likes absolute certainty. And the fact that Father Flynn gives sermons on “doubt” has her worried. Then one day sweet young Sister James (Amy Adams) tells her she saw Donald going to the rectory alone with Father Flynn, and coming back upset. Has he done something unspeakable to the boy?

Sister James isn’t willing to transform her suspicions into an outright accusation; Sister Aloysius has no such qualms. She practically declares the priest guilty of molestation before she has heard all the evidence — and the evidence is ambiguous. Al the same, she will use every means, fair or not, at her disposal to have him removed from the parish. She tries to enlist the boy’s mother (Viola Davis) on her side, with unexpected and disturbing results. Sister Aloysius may experience setbacks, but she plows ahead without admitting any doubts.

In the end, the film doesn’t leave us with certainty about anything, even the priest’s guilt — and the final scene is unsettling for anyone who thought they knew what was going on.

What is doubt? Do we need it? Can we live with it? Father Flynn explains in his sermon that doubt and uncertainty is one of the things that most binds human beings together. Sister James is torn because of her uncertainty. Donald’s mother expresses some doubts about things no one has ever questioned (and that most people in the audience won’t think can be questioned). Sister Aloysius alone seems certain — but she admits that in pursuing her case she may be “taking a step away from God but in His service.”

Shanley has said in an interview that the play “is about the way I process the world — which involves a great deal of certainty and also a great deal of doubt.” He says he thinks doubt is vital in human life.

I found the film very absorbing and thought-provoking. It presented a very even-handed approach to the question of priestly abuse, even though that was not really what the film was about. It gives a good picture of the things that can and have gone wrong in the Church that made the abuse situation possible, including the hierarchical boys’ club mentality of the priesthood that leaves little room for interference by a mere nun. The contrast between the priests and nuns is made clear in a scene that alternates between a jolly red-meat dinner of the priests in the rectory who spend their time joking about women, and the austere meal of the nuns, who worry about one elderly nun being dismissed because she is half-blind. In another scene, Sister Aloysius and Sister James almost reflexively serve tea to Father Flynn while preparing to accuse him of an unspeakable crime. The film does make it clear, at any rate, that it is possible for an accused priest to actually be innocent.

Some scenes will also bring some knowing smiles to Catholics who recall the early days of the Vatican II and the changes it brought — particularly in one scene involving a picture of Pope Pius XII, which I won’t spoil for you. Shanley never gets much into the specifics of the changes in the Church, which might disappoint some, and which I certainly missed, but this might have distracted the audience from the story.

The big news is that the whole main cast has been nominated for Oscars, and that is certainly a big draw for the film. I’ve always loved Streep and she does a terrific job here (including the adopting of a pretty mean Bronx accent), and manages to make a character who might seem wholly unlikeable understandable and even rather heroic, even if you don’t think she’s right. Hoffman, an equally brilliant actor, makes you wonder at every moment whether his outwardly jovial character might be hiding a dark secret. He shifts believably between cajoling and thundering when Sister Aloysius threatens to expose him (a dynamite scene). The little-known Viola Davis is heartbreaking and Amy Adams reliably good as the troubled young woman caught in the middle. I suspect that Shanley, with theater acting in mind, encouraged his cast, Hoffman and Streep in particular, to aim for the rafters, but the fireworks are certainly good ones.

Unfortunately, apart from getting those performances, Shanley is a much better writer than he is a director. The quiet and realistic feel of many simple scenes in the parish and convent were well-done. But a really experienced and visually-oriented director could have done a lot more with the story, say, for instance, Norman Jewison, who directed Shanley’s script for Moonstruck. There were attempts to hold the story together with meaningful images, but for the most part they just stuck out and called attention to themselves in the wrong way. The visual motifs of the wind and the light bulb constantly popping just came across and bizarre (not to mention the weird camera angles).

But there was one quite beautiful scene that really made the theme of faith and doubt resonate for me. It was the one where the sisters all come out of their rooms for morning prayer, and Sister James takes the half-blind old nun’s hand to lead her down the dark hall — only she really can’t see that well herself. This was in contrast to the previous scene where Sister James was sitting bathed in the morning sunlight in her room. Things are clear and bright and then they are not - and our leaders may find it as difficult to see as we do. But the flip side of doubt is faith, after all, and this scene seemed to encompass both. That is the image from the film that will last longest for me.

Off to the March for Life! Video Blogging to Come

Tomorrow, around 6 a.m., I’ll be on my way to the March for Life in Washington. Five hours to get there from New York, five hours on the Mall, and five hours coming back. Believe it or not, after 36 years, this will be my very first time doing so.

I’m taking my video camera and will shoot the march and rally, and hopefully do some interviews. I’ll put up the video and commentary when I get back (thank God for YouTube) So be sure and watch this site.

In the meantime,this is an absolutely fantastic video! Let’s hope Obama takes note.