Larry and I started watching
House of Cards last week but after one episode I decided I'm sick of filling my head with stories of intrigue, betrayal, and immorality. We watched the British version a few years ago and the American appeared to be following it closely. When I thought of all the murder and mayhem, it made my heart sink. Who needs it?
So from now on my focus for crash time will be inspiring movies of the saints. (I think I had a St. Ignatius of Loyola experience -- medieval romances left him empty, lives of the saints filled him with admiration and zeal..) One of my favorite movies in the genre of holy men and women is
The Reluctant Saint about St. Joseph of Cupertino. We've probably watched that half a dozen times at least. Maximilian Schell as Joseph is sweet and dear and his whole body professes simplicity and humility.
A Man for All Seasons about St. Thomas More is another favorite and Paul Scofield is magnificent. I saw him play the same role on stage years ago and he was equally compelling. The courtroom scene gives me goosebumps every time I see it.
But last night we added another work to the repertoire of fantastic films,
Pius XII, Under the Roman Sun.
The film would make a good companion piece to
The Scarlet and the Black since both films cover the same period, the occupation of Rome during World War II and the Vatican's involvement in rescuing Jews and others targeted by the Nazis.