Gigantesco esse mundo

Feliz Páscoa!

Gigantesco esse mundo

Feliz Páscoa!

francis meeting the leper moved me. 
love one another!!!

francis meeting the leper moved me. 
love one another!!!

I’ve been eyeing this one for a good while now. I realized the religious films I’ve seen have mostly consisted of devastating subject matter (the only exception I can think of is Sister Act) so the idea of a simple anthology-like set of stories with overarching themes of love and faith sounded refreshingly enjoyable to me. While this thankfully wasn’t a heartbreaker like I wanted it was still so much more than I bargained for, such profound writing and I loved the way the themes came through so strongly in this “short story” format. I felt everything through Rossellini’s stunning visual vision, maybe some of the most gorgeous rain I’ve ever seen in a movie which is doubly impressive for 1950, and when you pair that with his pen-work assisted by the legendary Federico Fellini you’re bound to end up with a masterpiece. I’m also bound to fall for a lot of these themes, I have never been and most likely will never be religious but I can’t help but be moved by the emotion here, the themes of connecting to god through simple tasks like building a hut or the big theme here of connecting through impoverished life, the constant pure-hearted appreciation for everyone and everything around them, and everything with Ginepro and the “serving god by serving others” concept, it’s all just so beautiful to see. There’s not really much else for me to discuss, like I and the description say it’s quite simple but very beautiful and pure because of that, I can only imagine how hard this would hit if you were religious but even without that perspective it’s still a delight.

“If on the road you meet someone who needs you, set aside all else, for he who will not bring peace on Earth to his fellow man can hope for little reward from God.”

I’ve been eyeing this one for a good while now. I realized the religious films I’ve seen have mostly consisted of devastating subject matter (the only exception I can think of is Sister Act) so the idea of a simple anthology-like set of stories with overarching themes of love and faith sounded refreshingly enjoyable to me. While this thankfully wasn’t a heartbreaker like I wanted it was still so much more than I bargained for, such profound writing and I loved the way the themes came through so strongly in this “short story” format. I felt everything through Rossellini’s stunning visual vision, maybe some of the most gorgeous rain I’ve ever seen in a movie which is doubly impressive for 1950, and when you pair that with his pen-work assisted by the legendary Federico Fellini you’re bound to end up with a masterpiece. I’m also bound to fall for a lot of these themes, I have never been and most likely will never be religious but I can’t help but be moved by the emotion here, the themes of connecting to god through simple tasks like building a hut or the big theme here of connecting through impoverished life, the constant pure-hearted appreciation for everyone and everything around them, and everything with Ginepro and the “serving god by serving others” concept, it’s all just so beautiful to see. There’s not really much else for me to discuss, like I and the description say it’s quite simple but very beautiful and pure because of that, I can only imagine how hard this would hit if you were religious but even without that perspective it’s still a delight.

“If on the road you meet someone who needs you, set aside all else, for he who will not bring peace on Earth to his fellow man can hope for little reward from God.”

When it comes to rating Catholic films, my standards aren’t that high. I don’t usually mind the cinematography or the technical polish. What matters to me most is the script and the story.

This film chooses simplicity, and that simplicity is its strength. The words carry the soul of it, echoing the purity of St. Francis and the way he spoke. There’s no excess, just honesty that feels plain but powerful.

As I was watching, I found myself thinking not only of St. Francis but also of Pope Francis. The film made me see how deeply the pope’s intentions mirror the saint’s—wise, simple, helpful, and above all, a true shepherd. It almost made me see them as equals. And for the first time, I understood why St. Francis is his favorite saint

And by that, I'll eternally cherish Pope Francis and The Flowers of St. Francis as my first Rossellini film.

When it comes to rating Catholic films, my standards aren’t that high. I don’t usually mind the cinematography or the technical polish. What matters to me most is the script and the story.

This film chooses simplicity, and that simplicity is its strength. The words carry the soul of it, echoing the purity of St. Francis and the way he spoke. There’s no excess, just honesty that feels plain but powerful.

As I was watching, I found myself thinking not only of St. Francis but also of Pope Francis. The film made me see how deeply the pope’s intentions mirror the saint’s—wise, simple, helpful, and above all, a true shepherd. It almost made me see them as equals. And for the first time, I understood why St. Francis is his favorite saint

And by that, I'll eternally cherish Pope Francis and The Flowers of St. Francis as my first Rossellini film.

When it comes to rating Catholic films, my standards aren’t that high. I don’t usually mind the cinematography or the technical polish. What matters to me most is the script and the story.

This film chooses simplicity, and that simplicity is its strength. The words carry the soul of it, echoing the purity of St. Francis and the way he spoke. There’s no excess, just honesty that feels plain but powerful.

As I was watching, I found myself thinking not only of St. Francis but also of Pope Francis. The film made me see how deeply the pope’s intentions mirror the saint’s—wise, simple, helpful, and above all, a true shepherd. It almost made me see them as equals. And for the first time, I understood why St. Francis is his favorite saint

And by that, I'll eternally cherish Pope Francis and The Flowers of St. Francis as my first Rossellini film.

When it comes to rating Catholic films, my standards aren’t that high. I don’t usually mind the cinematography or the technical polish. What matters to me most is the script and the story.

This film chooses simplicity, and that simplicity is its strength. The words carry the soul of it, echoing the purity of St. Francis and the way he spoke. There’s no excess, just honesty that feels plain but powerful.

As I was watching, I found myself thinking not only of St. Francis but also of Pope Francis. The film made me see how deeply the pope’s intentions mirror the saint’s—wise, simple, helpful, and above all, a true shepherd. It almost made me see them as equals. And for the first time, I understood why St. Francis is his favorite saint

And by that, I'll eternally cherish Pope Francis and The Flowers of St. Francis as my first Rossellini film.