Posted on 11/21/2016 4:09:59 AM PST by NYer
“What should we watch?” I asked.
There wasn’t even a pause.
“The Ten Commandments! Aren’t we going to watch The Ten Commandments?” their voices rang out in near unison.
It was Friday night. And in my house, with my wife, my second- and fourth-grade daughters, that means MOVIE NIGHT. Movie Night means snuggling in oversized chairs wrapped in impossibly comfortable blankets and eating popcorn from cartoonishly large bowls. Over the years, our choices had evolved from Tangled to The Sound of Music to The Lego Movie to The Ghost and Mr. Chicken. If you are wondering about any major child’s classic or animated film, don’t worry about reviews on Netflix or Rotten Tomatoes – just give me a call.
Now, to be honest, The Ten Commandments request was a little sneaky work on my part. Going to a Catholic school, my older daughter had seen parts of the film in her religion class and was transfixed by it. The bushy bearded and faithful Moses (Charlton Heston), the stone-hearted Pharaoh Rameses (Yul Brynner) and the beautiful yet devious Nefretiri (Anne Baxter), along with a cast of thousands supported by a burning bush, a blazing mountain and a parting Red Sea makes Cecil B. DeMille’s three-and-a half hour movie a classic not to be beat. So when I brought it up as an option for Movie Night, my oldest yelped with instant glee which soon carried my youngest and, well… my work there was done.
And so, last Friday with popcorn popped, blankets piled and everyone snug together in couches and chairs, we turned the movie on.
But I was shocked by what I saw.
Instead of the large colorful title slide and sweeping orchestral music that so often began the movie I remembered from my childhood, a bald, bespectacled man awkwardly parted a stage curtain and approached a solitary microphone. The only sounds to be heard were the grainy artifact of 1956 audio and the echo of his shoes on the bare stage.
Ladies and gentlemen, young and old,
This may seem an unusual procedure speaking to you before the picture begins, but we have an unusual subject: the story of the birth of freedom. The story of Moses.
As many of you know, the Holy Bible omits some thirty years of Moses’ life. From the time he was a three-month-old baby and was found in the bulrushes by Bithiah, the daughter of Pharaoh, and adopted into the court of Egypt until he learned that he was Hebrew and killed the Egyptian. To fill in those missing years, we turn to ancient historians such as Philo and Josephus. Philo wrote at the time that Jesus of Nazareth walked the earth and Josephus wrote some 50 years later and watched the destruction of Jerusalem by the Romans. These historians had access to documents long since destroyed or perhaps lost like the Dead Sea Scrolls.
The theme of this picture is whether man ought to be ruled by God’s Law or whether they are to be ruled by the whims of a dictator like Rameses. Are men the property of the state or are they free souls under God? This same battle continues throughout the world today.
Our intention was not to create a story, but to be worthy of the divinely inspired story created 3,000 years ago – the five books of Moses.
The story takes three hours and thirty-nine minutes to unfold. There will be an intermission.
Thank you for your attention.
And then turning, walking and parting the curtain, he was gone.
The man who spoke to us was the film’s director, Cecil B. DeMille.
I looked at my daughters who were simply and eagerly chomping on their popcorn and asking when the movie was going to start. But I was stunned. After all those years watching The Ten Commandments on television during the Easter season, no network (that I could remember) had ever shown Cecil B. DeMille’s opening lines.
Imagine sitting in a movie house in 1956 and hearing an award-winning director gently, yet pointedly ask a fundamental question of our faith in the modern world: Are we the property of the state or the property of God?
Now imagine that same experience in 2016.
Not likely to happen.
You see, the curious thing is that now when we need to ask this question more than ever… we are least likely to ask it. We are too busy, too embarrassed or simply too selfish. To whom do we truly belong? To whom do we owe our last full measure of devotion?
As the movie began and the little baby floated among the bulrushes into the arms of the Egyptian princess, I looked at my eager daughters’ widening eyes and chewing mouths and I smiled. They may not comprehend the depth of the director’s question, but they understand the stubbornness of Rameses, the courage of Moses and the faithfulness of God. They may not consider the philosophical underpinnings at the root of this story, but they sense that God is all loving and that they, like the Israelites, are immeasurably special in His eyes. And in answer to Mr. DeMille’s question, we fully and completely belong to Him.
Yes. Indeed. Indeed.
That’s what I would call a great Movie Night.
Great movie, ping!
In its historical context, this was a Cold War message, but, like all the Big Questions, it is always timely.
But I like Tangled too. I think it's the best of the recent Disney animated features, better than Frozen.
Wonderful story.
In 2016 we are a far cry (some of it good) from the 1950’s but morally we are almost bankrupt.
The Ten Commandments were filmed when Israel was the David to the Arab Goliath. Israel was barely holding on at age 8.
The State of Israel was not branded a racist, imperialist Apartheid regime as today. It's all a lie anyway.
We can indeed compare the Arab (not just Paleostinian) demands on the state of Israel and the Jews of 1956.
They called Israel sitting on her 1956 borders as “occupying” Palestine. They called for Israel's annihilation. Zip forward to 2016 and post 1967. The Paleostinians and Arabs are STILL calling for Israel's destruction and leave “occupied” lands.
The world has change a lot since 1956. The message of DeMilles’ ten Commandments are timeless.
America has matured and moved on.
Israel has matured and moved on.
The entire world has changed and moved on but, alas, the Paleostinians have remained stuck in 1917, 1929, 1948, 1956, 1967, 1973, 1982, 1991, 2005, 2016.
This is of their own choosing. They had a great opportunity in 1993 with the Oslo Peace Accords but, like Ramses, they heart's are hardened to make the Jews of Israel's lives bitter and deadly.
God bless you and your precious daughters!
You know, I don’t ever recall seeing the open monologue either.
Is it included on the DVD version then?
Wonderful movie for children and adults. With an hilarious performance by Edward G. Robinson.
I have it and yes it does.
The stylized delivery of the dialogue is...well, it’s a little corny and I think that’s what a lot of people like about this flick.
"I must have killed more men than Cecil B. DeMille."
Hey, Mister DeMille, I’m ready for my close up.
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I remember our entire little country grade school going to the local movie theater to watch this movie.
That’s one of my favorite films. When you were thinking about seeing the score, I was like, no, first the curtains, then C.B.D’s monologue...great post!
They could have caught something else in that movie-
that Rome changed the 10 Commandments.
Times and laws would change, according to Daniel 7- and darn if it wasn’t Rome that did it. Just like scripture said.
I was hoping that would have been what this movie helped teach them, but alas, no.
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